Текст и перевод песни Freddie Aguilar - Bulag, Pipi, Bingi

Bulag, Pipi, Bingi

(S) Sa bawat yugto ng buhay, may wasto at may mali
Sa bawat nilalang ay may bulag, may pipi at may bingi
Madilim ang ′yong paligid, hating-gabing walang hanggan
Anyo at kulay ng mundo sa 'yo′y pinagkaitan
H'wag mabahala, kaibigan, isinilang ka mang ganyan
Isang bulag sa kamunduhan, ligtas ka sa kasalanan
'Di nalalayo sa ′yo ang tunay na mundo
Marami sa ami′y nabubuhay nang tulad mo
'Di makita, ′di madinig, minsa'y nauutal
Patungo sa hinahangad na buhay na banal
Ibigin mo mang umawit, hindi mo makuhang gawin
Sigaw ng puso′t damdamin wala sa 'yong pumapansin
Sampung daliri, kaibigan, d′yan ka nila pakikinggan
Pipi ka man nang isinilang, dakila ka sa sinuman
'Di nalalayo sa 'yo ang tunay na mundo
Marami sa ami′y nabubuhay nang tulad mo
′Di makita, 'di madinig, minsa′y nauutal
Patungo sa hinahangad na buhay na banal
Ano sa 'yo ang musika, sa ′yo ba'y mahalaga
Matahimik mong paligid, awitan ay ′di madinig
Mapalad ka, o kaibigan, napakaingay ng mundo
Sa isang binging katulad mo, walang daing, walang gulo
'Di nalalayo sa 'yo ang tunay na mundo
Marami sa ami′y nabubuhay nang tulad mo
′Di makita, 'di madinig, minsa′y nauutal
Patungo sa hinahangad na buhay na banal
'Di makita, ′di madinig, minsa'y nauutal
Patungo sa hinahangad na buhay na banal

Mute, Deaf, and Blind

(S) In every stage of life, there is right and wrong
In every being, there are the blind, the mute, and the deaf
Your surroundings are dark, an endless midnight
The world's shapes and colors are denied you
Do not be alarmed, my friend, for you were born thus
Blind to the world, you are safe from sin
The true world is not far from you
Many of us live just like you
Unseeing, unhearing, sometimes stammering
On the way to the desired holy life
Even if you wish to sing, you cannot bring yourself to do it
The cries of your heart and soul are ignored
My friend, they will listen to you with their ten fingers
Even though you were born mute, you are greater than anyone
The true world is not far from you
Many of us live just like you
Unseeing, unhearing, sometimes stammering
On the way to the desired holy life
What is music to you, is it important to you
Your quiet surroundings, no songs can be heard
You are fortunate, my friend, the world is so noisy
To a deaf person like you, there is no complaint, no confusion
The true world is not far from you
Many of us live just like you
Unseeing, unhearing, sometimes stammering
On the way to the desired holy life
Unseeing, unhearing, sometimes stammering
On the way to the desired holy life