In ancient stones and whispered tales,
The past unfolds its sacred veils.
From weathered ruins to vibrant arts,
Heritage beats within our hearts.

The hands that built, the minds that dreamed,
In every corner, history gleamed.
Monuments stand, both grand and small,
Reminding us of one and all.

Through generations, wisdom flows,
In crafts and customs, it still grows.
A tapestry of lives entwined,
Heritage, in us, defined.

So let us cherish, let us guard,
The legacy, both near and far.
For in our cultures, roots run deep,
In heritage, our souls we keep.