Her uncles played, and dedicated to us, and together we sang these Cordilleran song hits of Herman Bugtong from "Naawis ay Layad," "Ragsak," to "Padas" on that unforgettable evening when she invited me to visit her hometown, lovingly known as "Benguet's Little Alaska." The scene was surreal, with the golden sunset casting a warm glow over the quaint village. The melodies floated through the air, blending with the sounds of nature and creating an ambiance that felt timeless. One uncle was a gentle gardener by day, transforming into a hilarious, whiskey-fueled comedian and classic guitarist by night. His antics had us all in stitches, his stories and jokes adding a touch of lightness to the evening. Another uncle was a dark horse with a golden voice, serenading us these songs that hinted at a past love life full of passion and heartache. He often spoke of how he chose the path of family and simplicity over the glitz and glamor of a career and studies, his voice carrying the weight of his choices. The third uncle was a sage-like figure, dispensing advice with the gravitas of a narrator, his words weaving a tapestry of guidance on achieving our dreams as a couple while the music played on. It was the best night of my life, especially when she introduced me to her cousins, uncles, and aunts. They accepted me warmly, telling me I was no different from them, just like one of their own. The next day, we strolled around the village, the air fresh and crisp. We visited the gardens where she used to plow and plant vegetables, and I could almost see her younger self, working the land with determination and pride. The rich, earthy scent of the soil mingled with the fragrance of blooming flowers, creating an intoxicating blend that invigorated my senses. We climbed to the top of the mountains, the panoramic view taking our breath away. The landscape stretched out before us, a patchwork of fields and forests, with the distant mountains standing sentinel against the sky. She shared stories about life in that place and the intricate processes behind all their productions. Each story was a window into a world so different from my own, yet I felt a deep connection forming with every word she spoke. She talked about the rhythms of the seasons, the festivals that marked the passage of time, and the community’s collective effort in every endeavor. It was a detoxifying experience, filled with learning and knowledge, like a balm for my soul. I fell in love with that place and felt even more in love with her. But as the next day dawned, reality intruded. We had to return to the city, to our usual activities and the grind of daily life. That chapter of my life felt like a perfect dream, but a week after our return, the warmth began to fade. The bustling city, with its noise and chaos, felt suffocating after the serenity of her hometown. I asked her what had happened, but she was speechless, her eyes reflecting a turmoil I couldn’t understand. Days later, she confessed with a heavy heart that she needed to go back to her ex-boyfriend and give him another chance. They had a handsome child together, deserving of a full and happy family. I accepted that their separation was temporary, possibly due to conflicts and misunderstandings. I had simply entered her life during a moment of bitterness with her partner. Our time together was brief, but the feelings we shared were genuine, intense, and unforgettable. I hope she finds what she is looking for and pray she finds good health and happiness. She will always hold a special place in my heart. As for me, I hope that one day I too can find a place to build and live, or maybe even spend the rest of my life, somewhere in her enchanting hometown of "Madaymen," where dreams and reality once beautifully intertwined. The memories of those days linger like a cherished dream, a reminder that some places and people leave an indelible mark on our souls. ~~~ 1:43 always La.J.
Anya man title na dytoy nga kanta 😁 "kataynan ka en sak-en masakit sinan nemnem. Pusok di sinugatam ngem magay mabalinan No kanam ay waday basul ko magay mabalin ko Palubisak et si sik-a No sya di ragsak mo" 😁😁😁 kasla kaboses singer jay ngkanta ya
Sapay kuma ta bisitaen tku mt dn youtube page en Mr. Herman Bugtong ta supportaran tako sisya, esna dn link dn original song with official video... Peace.. ruclips.net/video/L50l_jZ-6f4/видео.html
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Her uncles played, and dedicated to us, and together we sang these Cordilleran song hits of Herman Bugtong from "Naawis ay Layad," "Ragsak," to "Padas" on that unforgettable evening when she invited me to visit her hometown, lovingly known as "Benguet's Little Alaska." The scene was surreal, with the golden sunset casting a warm glow over the quaint village. The melodies floated through the air, blending with the sounds of nature and creating an ambiance that felt timeless.
One uncle was a gentle gardener by day, transforming into a hilarious, whiskey-fueled comedian and classic guitarist by night. His antics had us all in stitches, his stories and jokes adding a touch of lightness to the evening. Another uncle was a dark horse with a golden voice, serenading us these songs that hinted at a past love life full of passion and heartache. He often spoke of how he chose the path of family and simplicity over the glitz and glamor of a career and studies, his voice carrying the weight of his choices. The third uncle was a sage-like figure, dispensing advice with the gravitas of a narrator, his words weaving a tapestry of guidance on achieving our dreams as a couple while the music played on. It was the best night of my life, especially when she introduced me to her cousins, uncles, and aunts. They accepted me warmly, telling me I was no different from them, just like one of their own.
The next day, we strolled around the village, the air fresh and crisp. We visited the gardens where she used to plow and plant vegetables, and I could almost see her younger self, working the land with determination and pride. The rich, earthy scent of the soil mingled with the fragrance of blooming flowers, creating an intoxicating blend that invigorated my senses. We climbed to the top of the mountains, the panoramic view taking our breath away. The landscape stretched out before us, a patchwork of fields and forests, with the distant mountains standing sentinel against the sky.
She shared stories about life in that place and the intricate processes behind all their productions. Each story was a window into a world so different from my own, yet I felt a deep connection forming with every word she spoke. She talked about the rhythms of the seasons, the festivals that marked the passage of time, and the community’s collective effort in every endeavor. It was a detoxifying experience, filled with learning and knowledge, like a balm for my soul. I fell in love with that place and felt even more in love with her.
But as the next day dawned, reality intruded. We had to return to the city, to our usual activities and the grind of daily life. That chapter of my life felt like a perfect dream, but a week after our return, the warmth began to fade. The bustling city, with its noise and chaos, felt suffocating after the serenity of her hometown. I asked her what had happened, but she was speechless, her eyes reflecting a turmoil I couldn’t understand. Days later, she confessed with a heavy heart that she needed to go back to her ex-boyfriend and give him another chance. They had a handsome child together, deserving of a full and happy family. I accepted that their separation was temporary, possibly due to conflicts and misunderstandings. I had simply entered her life during a moment of bitterness with her partner. Our time together was brief, but the feelings we shared were genuine, intense, and unforgettable.
I hope she finds what she is looking for and pray she finds good health and happiness. She will always hold a special place in my heart. As for me, I hope that one day I too can find a place to build and live, or maybe even spend the rest of my life, somewhere in her enchanting hometown of "Madaymen," where dreams and reality once beautifully intertwined. The memories of those days linger like a cherished dream, a reminder that some places and people leave an indelible mark on our souls.
~~~
1:43 always La.J.
Ayeh...mayamayat ya...ifeel ds song.umapalagep idi 1980s idi nag0fw ne bf.contra tay baknang nga erpat na iman
Nice songs. Thumbs up to my fellow cordilleran's singers!🤗
Always listening 🎧 fav song ko..
A new friend here kabsat.
Nays one manung mi, more power,, more song,, Godbless,,
its hurts,. 😭 pero ano na bago ngaun. sasa amin mut ugali dan. mababae or malalaki ..
I feel the emotion... Lyrical yet touching one 😢
#relate here
Ayeee kayman sa,, nasulok no pirmi, manlupyas d sakit d rikna.
Nice song....bring mt mka-anpk ti tlga ngh kagasat
Pain 😢 Btw very Nice song 😊.
ayus kbsat liwliwa tako amin hehe,pasyar kau abe kad an mi
Ano po ibig sabihin ng tet iwa?
@@Catubingporquiashortreel this means "totoo" hehe
Ung tantalek ano po un. Gusto ko matoto ng igorot eh hehe salamat.
Saka NAAWIS AY LAYAD
Waww 8 lang ako pero ang ganda e ❤❤ ty
Laydek nas kanta 👍
😭😭😭😭😭 ayeeh pirmi mu
Nadagsen nagdalana na atuy nangikanta btw mayt nalaing nancompose😊😊
🤗🤗🤗
Perme makapaInlaB idwane😊
Sya et kayman sa..baak et adi 🤣🤣
Nice song.😊
Sana yung original na naka cover sa video nya sa korea
Mkapalagep ex ngem insukat nk met... Dibale ta dinumteng ti mas maymayat ngem cka..
Nagmayat boses mo sir nakaka inspire karkaru son sigatajon emin....God bless sir
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Nagmayat ta kanta mangparagsak ti rikna.
Pashout out lods. I just subscribed😁😂
ana numan hi nzan😀😀🎼🎼🎼
I'm gay,and why I love this song,kahit hindi relate 😄 🤣 👍 👏
Kisabam awan nag damag no bakla ka
You are still love, LGBTQIA+++ SUPPORT YOU HERE
Hanko maawawatan ngem mayat😄
et sin sangu na eyak iman nan uga😭
Ano ibig sabihin nyang et sin sangu na eyak iman nan uga?
@@Catubingporquiashortreel "at sakanharapan ako'y lumuha" yan yung alam ko
@@Catubingporquiashortreel at sa harapan nya akoy umiyak
Nice song❤🎉🎉
Ayeeeeedeeee..mayat ay kanta..
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Wow npintas ay sonata
mayat nas knta ad adu mka relate
Its hurts ngem tet ewa naki asawa sisya 🤦♀️
Feel this song 😔😢
I really feel this song because it was really related to me
Fil this song😌😌😌
Fil this song❤❤❤😢😢😢😌😌😌
Nice story full of emotion
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Ayu palalo ngy San padas
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Anya man title na dytoy nga kanta 😁
"kataynan ka en sak-en
masakit sinan nemnem.
Pusok di sinugatam
ngem magay mabalinan
No kanam ay waday basul ko magay mabalin ko
Palubisak et si sik-a
No sya di ragsak mo" 😁😁😁 kasla kaboses singer jay ngkanta ya
Hehe ai ampai ya nya title na sis, mayat iman nan lyrics na padas talaga hehe
❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
the pain.... tagos... shekit..
Kastuy ngyari knyami😥
Pinagpalit yung 3yrs namin sa nka chat sa imo ng 2months🤦
Dbale maka biruk kanto padle.
aye, nasakit iman
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@@honelysun3070 sure kailiyan
.ay tan tet-ewan napasamak en sak-en is nan ay kanta mo.
Nasolisog samet dyay babae t ilokano kin tagalog or bisaya ksta gmin t ugali t kaaduan esunga ksta t made
Wen naalam pare
Wen padli ta esu met t kauugali da
Been there, done that. The next thing is Moving on.
nice song
😊
Malagip ko den ex ko ... huhuhuh amok ay naragsak ka en csya so kailangan let you go nika huhuhu .
haha aw iman bay am cd
😭😢😭😢
Sapay kuma ta bisitaen tku mt dn youtube page en Mr. Herman Bugtong ta supportaran tako sisya, esna dn link dn original song with official video... Peace.. ruclips.net/video/L50l_jZ-6f4/видео.html
Igodot taraki
nice voice i pruod of yuo
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🥰
🖐️😭
Im philopino
Sakit nakem
What does Padas mean? That's our family name tho
Experience
@@flynnromillo3344 thank u
Lis tean to you
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😊🌾🐗🤵👶🎂👶👰🌾🙏
Why not igorotak met?
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From ifugao
Nice song