In the whispers of the ancient winds,
Stories of my people softly sing.
Echoes of ancestors in every rhythm,
Guiding my heart through time’s gentle ring.

Colors of my culture dance in the night,
Vibrant hues painting tales untold.
Traditions woven in the fabric of time,
A legacy of wisdom, brave and bold.

Through the melody of familiar songs,
A symphony of past and present play.
In every note, a piece of my soul,
Connecting generations, come what may.

In the embrace of our shared history,
I find my place, my roots run deep.
With pride I carry my culture’s stories,
A treasured legacy I vow to keep.