Sumapit na

(Forgive me for my errors in translating this poem, if you have a better english version of this poem you can comment it below)

Sumapit na itong araw Ng anihan 

Tahimik nanaman Ang lupang sakahan

Walang huni't tunog Ang dating palayan

Puno Ng dayami sa ilalim Ng buwan

Buwan Ng pag-ani dito sa'king bayan 

Ngunit tila baga walang kasiyahan

Na mababanaag sa mukha Ni Mang Juan

Pagkalumo't lugi kanyang naranasan

Walang halaga Ang pinaghirapan

Pagkat presyong tanso Ang butil na ginto

(Here comes the time for harvest)

(The ricefield is silent at last)

(The former muddy field is filled with a defeaning silence)

(Covered with straw under the moonlight)

(But no joy can be seen on Mang Juan's face)

(For he is Depressed over his losses)

(All his hard work were worthless)

(For the golden grain was priced like copper)

Sumapit na itong araw Ng anihan 

Araw na hinihintay at kinasisiyahan

Ng nagbungkal—nagtanim sa kanilang palayan

At Ng nagsipaghintay sa pagdating nitong buwan

Ngunit bakit panaghoy Ang aking naririnig?

Bakit buntong hininga Ang lumalabas sa bibig?

Bakit mayroong luha Ang kanilang mga Mata?

Bakit ba naghihirap Ang ating magsasaka?

Patuloy Ang pagluha nagdurusa Ang Masa

Pagkat presyong tanso Ang butil na ginto

(Here comes the time for harvest)

(The prized day that most awaited

(By those who tilled and planted)

(And those who waited for this month

(But why do I hear wails and lament?)

(What is the meaning behind their deep sighs?)

(Why do they have tears on their eyes?)

(They keep on crying, the Mass is suffering)

(For the golden grain was priced like copper)

Sumapit na itong araw Ng pag-aani

Ngunit Ang mga buwitre parin ay Ang naghahari

Sila na mga palalo Ang nakaupo sa p'westo

Lumilikha Ng batas na Hindi makatao

Sila ay mga pasanin na sa Masa ay pabigat

Buksan Ang iyong isipan mga Mata ay imulat

Taripa ay Hindi sagot na tatanggapin Ng lahat

Kundi Ang pagrereporma at pagsuporta sa salat

Makibaka at sumama magkaisa tayong lahat

Pagkat presyong tanso Ang butil na ginto

(Here comes the time for harvest)

(Yet the vultures still reigns)

(There in their thrones they are still sitted)

(Creating laws that are inhumane)

(A huge load that burdens the masses)

(A vulgar waste of resources)

(Please open your mind and eyes)

(Tariff is the answer not accepted)

(By the people themselves)

(Only reforms and support for the oppressed)

(Can give them satisfaction and assurance)

(Unite and join the struggle)

(For the golden grain was priced like copper)

Sumapit na itong araw Ng pag-aani

Kaya't Ang kamalayan Ang dapat na maghari

Hindi suntok sa sa buwan Ang paghakbang pasulong

Tayo ay makiayon, sumama sa daluyong 

Para sa masang api — sambayang Pilipino

Patuloy na magsikap hanggang kanilang madinig

Ang ating mga boses isigaw Ng malakas

Pagkat presyong tanso Ang butil na ginto

(Here comes the time for harvest)

(Proper awareness now should reign)

(A forward advance is not impossible)

(To not let our cause in vain)

(Join the surge)

(Dedicated for the opressed masses—the Filipino masses)

(Go and Shout with all your might)

(For the golden grain was priced like copper)

Sumapit nanaman Ang araw Ng pag-aani

Sarili'y tanungin at Iyong alamin

Pangakong taripa saan gagamitin?

Kung Ang magsasaka sa ataul nakahimbing?

Taripa'y aanhin Kung Ang magsasaka'y—

Wala Ng makain

Pagkat presyong tanso Ang butil na ginto

(Here comes the time for harvest)

(Ask yourself)

(Of what use is tariff?)

(If the farmer is already dead?)

(What's the use of tariff)

(If the farmers has no food to eat)

(For the golden grain was priced like copper)