Beneath the moon’s soft, silver glow, Feet tapping in a timeless row, Hands entwined, hearts beat as one, Folk dance,…
In the heart of the village square, Where the fire’s glow meets the night’s air, Old songs rise with every…
In the heart of the village, where the bonfires blaze, Feet tap the rhythm of ancient days, Hands join in…
Beneath the moon’s soft, gentle glow, A vibrant world begins to flow. Feet tapping, hands clapping in time, A dance…