The World in a Train

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Average : Filipino

Low : Filipino

Boys : Filipino

ALL : Filipino

Solo : I am looking for a Filipino

All : Our passion with American dream / is turning into a Filipino nightmare.// Our people have become a paradox of the Filipino of yester year.// They now laugh at such virtues/ as filial respect and obedience.// They think this virtues are horrible,/ hopelessly old fashioned.// They scoff at our traditional hospitality,/ our warmth and friendliness.// Because they have been enslaved/ by the cross materialism of the age.//

Is it so hard to believe / that we can remain Filipinos and still march onward?//

Ever onward to our national destiny?//

Low : Are our mind so narrow?

Average: Is our intelligence so limited that we cannot realize this truth?//

ALL : Can we not see/ that we can adopt foreign ways and yet retain the enduring,/ the admirable qualities / that can make the Filipino great? // Have we become so westernize that we find the Filipino way alien to our mode of living?

Solo : Our Filipino way is our legacy.

Boys : It is found in the determination and fortitude.

ALL : The determination that made possible to our brothers in the mountain to build the breath taking rice terraces.

Boys : It is found in our courage.

ALL : in the courage that sustained us at Mactan, at Tirad Pass in Bataan.

Average: It is found in our simplicity and modesty.

ALL : IN the beauty of the angelus at twilight, in the sincerity of our devotion to our God and our country. It is found- - - in our world-class artistry and exceptional talents. In the nobility of our race / to the uniqueness of our character.

Low : It is found in our strength

ALL : As people power in the victory of our sports heroes and the difference each Filipino make.

Low : These qualities are still in us, in all of us. They are still in our minds and in our hearts. We can still dig them out, if we would only forget our obsession with...