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Original title: Mi Ultimo Adiós
by José Rizal · 1861–1896
"Mi Ultimo Adiós" by José Rizal is a poem written on the eve of his execution. Originally untitled, this work became the most celebrated poem related to martyrdom in modern history. Written in Fort Santiago before his death, Rizal expressed his love for his homeland despite facing capital punishment imposed by Spanish authorities and friars who opposed his calls for reform. The poem has been translated into over 80 languages worldwide, reflecting its enduring impact.
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- Read time
- 3 min
- Words
- 632
- Chapters
- 1
- Paragraphs
- 16
- Price
- Free
- Poetry
Adios, Patria adorada, region del sol querida, Perla del Mar de Oriente, nuestro perdido Eden!
Farewell, adored Land, region of the sun beloved, Pearl of the Eastern Sea, our lost Eden!
A darte voy alegre la triste mustia vida, Y fuera más brillante más fresca, más florida, Tambien por tí la diera, la diera por tu bien.
Joyfully I give you this sad, withered life, And were it brighter, fresher, more flowering, Even then for you I'd give it, I'd give it for your good.
En campos de batalla, luchando con delirio Otros te dan sus vidas sin dudas, sin pesar;
On battlefields, fighting with frenzy Others give you their lives without doubt, without regret;
El sitio nada importa, ciprés, laurel ó lirio, Cadalso ó campo abierto, combate ó cruel martirio, Lo mismo es si lo piden la patria y el hogar.
The place matters not, cypress, laurel or lily, Scaffold or open field, combat or cruel martyrdom, It is the same if country and home demand it.
Yo muero cuando veo que el cielo se colora Y al fin anuncia el día trás lóbrego capuz; Si grana necesitas para teñir tu aurora, Vierte la sangre mía, derrámala en buen hora Y dórela un reflejo de su naciente luz.
I die when I see that the sky is colored And at last announces the day behind a gloomy hood; If crimson you need to dye your dawn, Shed my blood, pour it forth in good hour And let it be gilded by a reflection of its nascent light.
Mis sueños cuando apenas muchacho adolescente, Mis sueños cuando joven ya lleno de vigor, Fueron el verte un día, joya del mar de oriente Secos los negros ojos, alta la tersa frente, Sin ceño, sin arrugas,
My dreams when barely an adolescent boy, My dreams when young and full of vigor, Were to see you one day, jewel of the eastern sea, Dry the dark eyes, high the smooth brow, Without frown, without wrinkles
sin manchas de rubor.
, without stains of shame.
Ensueño de mi vida, mi ardiente vivo anhelo, Salud te grita el alma que pronto va á partir!
Dream of my life, my ardent living longing, Health cries to you the soul that soon will depart!
Salud!
Health!
ah que es hermoso caer por darte vuelo, Morir por darte vida, morir bajo tu cielo, Y en tu encantada tierra la eternidad dormir.
ah how beautiful it is to fall to give you flight, To die to give you life, to die beneath your sky, And in your enchanted land eternity to sleep.
Si sobre mi sepulcro vieres brotar un dia Entre la espesa yerba sencilla, humilde flor, Acércala a tus labios y besa al alma mía, Y sienta yo en mi frente bajo la tumba fría De tu ternura el soplo,
If over my grave one day you see sprout Amid the thick grass a simple, humble flower, Bring it to your lips and kiss my soul, And may I feel on my brow beneath the cold tomb The breath of your tenderness,
de tu hálito el calor.
the warmth of your sigh.
Deja a la luna verme con luz tranquila y suave;
Let the moon see me with tranquil and gentle light;
Deja que el alba envíe su resplandor fugaz, Deja gemir al viento con su murmullo grave, Y si desciende y posa sobre mi cruz un ave, Deja que el ave entone su cantico de paz.
Let the dawn send its fleeting radiance, Let the wind moan with its grave murmur, And if a bird descends and alights upon my cross, Let the bird intone its song of peace.
About the author

José Rizal1861–1896
José Rizal was born on June 19, 1861, in Calamba, Laguna, in the Philippines, then under Spanish rule.
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Book details
- Original language
- Spanish
- Translation
- English, machine translation
- Source text
- Project Gutenberg #18600
- Licence
- Public domain worldwide
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