In the whisper of ancient winds, tales unfold,
Stories of ancestors, in whispers bold.
Through tapestry woven with threads of old,
Heritage speaks in voices untold.

Dancing shadows on forgotten walls,
Echoes of laughter in grand old halls.
The rhythms of past, like a river flows,
Carrying dreams where the heart knows.

In the chime of bells and songs of lore,
Culture thrives, rich, forevermore.
A mosaic of lives, in unity they stand,
Guardians of time across the land.

With every heartbeat, history sings,
In the soul of each, the memory clings.
A legacy woven, both tender and strong,
In the heart of the world, where we belong.