In the heart of our land, where dreams take flight,
National artists paint the skies with vibrant hues,
Their brushes dance upon the canvas of night,
Creating worlds where beauty and truth fuse.

With every stroke, they tell stories untold,
Of heritage and hopes, both young and old,
In their hands, history unfolds,
A tapestry of colors, bold and gold.

Their sculptures breathe life into silent stone,
Whispering secrets of ages long past,
In their creations, we find a home,
A legacy of art that forever will last.

Oh, national artists, guardians of our soul,
Your work transcends time and space,
In your creations, we are whole,
A reflection of our shared grace.