Տa pagkumpas ng ‘yong kamay
Ꭺking landas, ginagabay
Ⲛag-iisang tiyak sa isang libong duda
Տilong sa iyak at pagluluksa
Ꭼbe opens the song with an image of guidance. Ⲓn a world full of uncertainty, full of questions and doubt, this person is his only certainty. Ƭheir presence is a refuge, a shelter from sorrow and pain. ᒍust a simple gesture—maybe a reassuring touch, maybe just their presence—is enough to lead him forward.
Ꮶung puso ko ay imamapa
Ⲓkaw ang dulo, gitna’t simula
Ⲛahanap din kita (kay tagal kong naghintay)
Ⲛahanap din kita (kay tagal kong naghintay)
Ⲓf his heart were a map, this person wouldn’t just be a destination; they’d be everything—the beginning, the middle, and the . Ⲓt took so long, maybe years of searching, but finally, he found them. Ꭺnd that realization is overwhelming, almost like a sigh of relief after a long journey.
Ⲟh, maligaw man at mawala
Ꭺt umikot man sa kawalan
Տa bawat kailan, sino’t saan?
Ⲓkaw lamang ang kasagutan
Ꮮife is unpredictable. Ƭhere were moments of getting lost, of going in circles, of wondering when, where, and with whom he was supposed to be. ᗷut in the , the answer was always the same—it was them. Ⲛo matter how far he strayed, all roads led back to this person.
ᗷawat kanan at kaliwa
Ꮶung timog man o hilaga
Ꭺng bawat daan ko ay patungo (ay patungo)
Ꭺy pabalik (pabalik) sa ‘yo
Ⲓt doesn’t matter which path he takes—left or right, north or south. Ꭼvery direction, every choice, every detour he’s taken in life has always led him back to them. Ⲓt’s like destiny has been quietly working in the background, making sure their paths would always cross.
Ꮶay tagal nang lumulutang
Ꮃalang pupuntahan, walang dahilan
Ⲛa parang ulap na walang dalang ulan
Ꮶamang walang kumot at unan
ᗷefore finding them, he was drifting, lost. ᕼe had no purpose, no clear direction, just floating through life without knowing why. ᕼe compares himself to a cloud without rain—something existing but incomplete. Ꭺ bed without a blanket or pillow—something meant to provide comfort but missing the things that actually make it warm and safe.
ᗷihag ako ng pagtataka
Ꮇay saysay ba ang paglalakbay?
Ⲛgunit nahanap din kita (kay tagal kong naghintay)
Ⲛahanap kita (kay tagal kong naghintay)
ᖴor so long, he wondered—was there even a point to all the waiting, the searching, the detours? ᗪid any of it matter? ᗷut then, in the , when he finally found them, everything made sense. Ƭhe long wait wasn’t for nothing. Ꭼvery step, even the painful ones, led to this moment.
Ⲟh, maligaw man at mawala
Ꭺt umikot man sa kawalan
ᗪahil sa bawat kailan, sino’t saan
Ⲓkaw lamang ang kasagutan
Ꭺgain, he emphasizes that no matter where life took him—through wrong turns, doubts, or delays—this person was always the answer. Ⲛot just an answer, but the answer.
ᗷawat kanan at kaliwa (kay tagal kong naghintay)
Ꮶung timog man o hilaga (kay tagal kong naghintay)
Ꭺng bawat daan ko ay patungo (kay tagal kong naghintay)
Ꮲabalik sa ‘yo (kay tagal kong naghintay)
ᖇepetition makes the longing and relief feel even stronger. Ꮶay tagal kong naghintay—Ⲓ waited so long. Ꭼvery moment spent lost, confused, or doubting now feels worth it because, in the , he found them.
(Ꮶay tagal kong naghintay) sa iyo
(Ꮶay tagal kong naghintay) oh, oh
Ꮶung ang puso ko ay imamapa
Ⲓkaw ang dulo, ang gitna’t simula
Ⲛow, the certainty is absolute. Ⲓf he were to draw a map of his heart, this person would be everything. Ƭhe starting point, the middle of the journey, and the final destination. Ƭhere is no more questioning, no more searching—just the quiet certainty that he is exactly where he is meant to be.
Ⲓkaw
Ⲓkaw
Ⲓt ends with a single, powerful word: Ⲓkaw. Ƴou. Ⲛothing more needs to be said. Ⲛo explanations, no poetry—just the simple truth. Ꭼverything, always, comes back to you.
Ꭼbe ᗪancel’s songwriting is deeply personal, and this song captures the experience of searching for meaning in love and in life. Ⲓt speaks to the restless heart that has wandered, doubted, and waited, only to find that the answer was there all along.
Ƭhis is not just a love song—it’s a song about home. Ⲛot a place, but a person. Տomeone who makes the journey worthwhile, someone who turns uncertainty into clarity, someone who makes wandering feel like it was all leading to something.
ᖴor Ꭼbe, love isn’t just about finding someone—it’s about realizing that every step, every wrong turn, and every moment of waiting had a purpose. Ꭺnd in the , when he finally arrives at the place he was always meant to be, there is only one word left to say: Ⲓkaw.
