In the echoes of ancient songs,
Whispers of ancestors linger strong,
A dance of history in every step,
In patterns of time, our stories are kept.

Colors of the earth paint our dreams,
In every tradition, a river’s stream,
Cultures entwined, a mosaic so bright,
Guiding our spirits through day and night.

The language of heart, a timeless art,
Binding each soul, never apart,
A tapestry woven with threads of grace,
In every feature, a familiar face.

Identity, a journey through the past,
In every heartbeat, a shadow cast,
Finding ourselves in the tales we tell,
In the dance of life, we find our shell.