In lands where the backwaters gently weave,
Amidst the palms that sway and weave,
Lives a story of grace, untold and grand,
Where Malayalam culture holds its stand.

The monsoon whispers in the coconuts’ ear,
Ancient chants in the temples we hear,
Children’s laughter in the paddy fields,
A life of harmony, where nature yields.

Festivals that paint the sky with light,
In every heart, a glow so bright,
Kathakali dances tell tales of old,
In vibrant hues, traditions unfold.

From the bustling markets to serene shores,
A tapestry of life forever explores,
In every corner, the spirit thrives,
In Malayalam land, where history survives.