TONTON CUADRA MY FRIEND

Tears of loneliness surrounds at site
On your natal day turns gray my friend
Nobody knows your situations around
Ton we are in sorrow to lose you
Old golden days are remnants of today
Naïve minds and body are all in one setting

Crowded place is our crest by then
Ultimate memories had all the triumph
Aim high to trace the dreamer’s dream
Dear Lord we pray to you
Received thy soul of our best friend
All have the extremes yet only God can give

May all the blessings have course to thy heaven
Yes we remember all thy kindness and camaraderie

Friend of all the PSCians before and forever
Ring all thy bells as you go to thy creator’s kingdom
Indeed a very joyous way to remember
Err of humanity will always have its forgiveness
Nonetheless We pray you always to have eternal life
Day of hardship no more as Almighty God is in your life