We are the music makers
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world forever, it seems.
I lent a friend a copy of a script I have. I got it back and found this poem at the back of the scratch paper she used to put my name on. Since it was indeed, a "scratch paper," the author wasn't indicated, nor was the full poem included in the torn page.
Buoin ang ating mga awit
Kulayan natin ng himig
mga kuwento ng pag-ibig
Buhayin at buksan ang isip
at sinisintang baya'y iguhit
Pag-ibig ay wagas"
I am a Graduate Drama student at The Juilliard School from Quezon City, Philippines.