The Adarna Bird (A.I Generated English Translation of "Ibong Adarna")

Don Juan, The Youngest Son (89 -129)

Don Juan, he patiently waited,
To be summoned, he anticipated,
By his father, the king's command,
To heal the ailment, take a stand.

He couldn't wait any longer,
To his royal father, he did confer,
And spoke in a heartfelt tone,
Using words and phrases well-known.

"Please allow me, dear father, please,
To attend to your illness, with grace,
I, your humble child, do beseech,
To bring you health, I wish to reach.

It has been three long years gone by,
Without any signs of relief, oh, my,
My two brothers, not returning so,
Your ail is worsening, so you know."

The king's response, stern and clear,
"Youngest child, Don Juan so dear,
If you were to part from me,
It would bring me more misery.

"Like a bitter taste in my heart and soul,
Your departure would take its toll,
My very breath would cease to be,
If you were gone, I could not see."

Don Juan replied with deep emotion,
"Oh, my dear and noble parent,
In my heart, there's no commotion,
To gaze upon you, I'm fervent."

"If you won't allow me to depart,
From your side, my loving heart,
You won't even realise, I say,
My departure, my fading away."

With these words, the king stood still,
And surely, he felt a sudden chill,
That Prince Don Juan would depart,
From his kingdom, with a heavy heart.

Don Juan knelt down right away,
Before his father, he did say,
"Bless me, I humbly implore,
To become the strength I'm looking for."

Without delay, he was anointed,
His father's blessing, he appointed,
And before the queen, his mother so dear,
He knelt, with reverence and clear.

And then, when it was all done,
When he'd received blessings one by one,
He rose, standing tall and strong,
This spirited prince, so brave and long.

The provisions in his sack,
Having five pieces of bread, no lack,
These he carried as his only fare,
To the mountain, he was fully aware.

Without mounting his horse to ride,
He walked with purpose, by his side,
The prince, determined, did proceed,
To the mountain, his chosen steed.

On his journey, he saw no soul,
In solitude, he reached his goal,
But always in his memory,
Was the Holy Virgin Mary's imagery.

For an entire month's time span,
He traversed the open land,
His sustenance, it is known,
Was the single loaf he owned.

For one month, he had but one,
His sustenance till the journey was done,
As if he were practising penance, indeed,
To witness the bird, for which he did plead.

Without much ado, without long speech,
He walked for four months, as his reach,
In the open land he continued to roam,
Seeking the bird, his heart as his home.

By the grace of the Virgin Mother so dear,
Don Juan of Berbania, he is without fear,
Finally arrived on the path so steep,
To the mountaintop, where secrets keep.

When the prince beheld the height,
The summit of the towering might,
He knelt down and began to pray,
To the Virgin Mother, in her gentle way.

"I seek thy grace, Virgin so pure,
And to traverse this path, I'm sure,
With thy guidance, I shall endure,
This lofty journey, that's for sure."

After he had called upon her name,
The Virgin, in faith, he did claim,
He ate one of his loaves, the same,
And found strength, as the hunger came.

With five loaves as his starting measure,
Now only one remained for his leisure,
He persevered, his heart full of pleasure,
With the Virgin's help, his ultimate treasure.

When he finished his meagre ration,
He continued on with determination,
By the grace of the Virgin, his salvation,
He reached the summit without hesitation.

When Prince Don Juan descended low,
To the valley, where he'd go,
There he encountered, wouldn't you know,
A leper, wounded and in sorrow.

This leper, with a plea to bear,
"Good sir," he said, in a voice of care,
"If you have any provisions to spare,
Please, bestow your alms, if you dare.

"In the name of God, I pray,
Show me mercy without delay,
If my ailment goes away,
I shall repay you, come what may."

Don Juan responded, sincere and plain,
"Well, I do have one loaf to sustain,
It's my last, but in your pain,
Take it, and may it ease your strain."

Without delay, right away,
He handed over that one loaf, they say,
To the leper he met on his way,
Offering help, come what may.

This elderly one, inquired with grace,
"Tell me, Don Juan, your purpose and case,
Speak your intentions, clearly retrace,
What goal you seek in this special place."

The prince replied with words so bright,
"Listen well, for I'll shed light,
My intention, I now invite,
To share my quest in your sight."

My father lies ill, in a painful plight,
On a bed, he stays day and night,
Only the Adarna bird, shining and bright,
Can heal him, that's my guiding light.

"Moreover, another thing I share,
For three years, it's been quite rare,
I haven't seen my brother, a pair,
In worry and sorrow, I can't bear."

The leper then shared with care,
"Don Juan, you'll face a trial, beware,
For in this quest, it's only fair,
The Adarna bird, an enchanted affair.

But for now, heed my plea,
Plant it deep in your heart, you see,
So you won't suffer what will be,
Turned into stone, for eternity.

On your journey there, so grand,
You'll find a tree, on that land,
Close by, nothing short or bland,
A wondrous sight, take it in, understand."

"Don't stop there, my dear lad,
In his enchantment, be not sad,
Without a doubt, it's truly bad,
Don Juan, you'll meet a fate so clad.

Below, look closely, my advice,
A house you'll find, and be precise,
The one who'll guide you, suffice,
To the Adarna bird, the ultimate prize.

Take this loaf, your alms to provide,
Don Juan, heed and don't let it slide,
So you'll have sustenance by your side,
On the distant path, where you'll ride."

The prince, in his youthful way,
With manners that children display,
Insisted on giving it away,
His alms, he refused to delay.

He tried to hand over the bread,
But the leper shook his head,
Don Juan left with a sense of dread,
His plea remained unheard, widespread.