Statue in the park, girl!

Heavenly sculptor that created you,
Without rest and sleep,
Kuya with a heavenly hammer
Rang around the district ringing.
Forgetting about time and hours
He embodied his dreams,
And the day when the statue was ready
Suddenly he shouted "Hooray!"

Finally, he called all the residents,
He knelt in front of them:
"O gods, look at her!
Look, here! My creation,
She must be alive!
She must have a soul ...

But the gods scowled,
On the statue and did not look
Without saying a word without saying,
They left, and they were like that ...

But the angel, looking from above,
He executed the sculptor's dreams,
Like a bird wings waved
Having said a farewell "flight"

That statue, incredible beauty
Suddenly it turned into a spirit,
Rushing, clinging to the clouds,
Suddenly she calmed down, spreading the clouds,
On the ground a trickle of light fell,
In the womb of a woman pouring in
In child, in you reborn.