In the mosaic of ancient lands,
Where rivers whisper tales untold,
A dance unfolds in rhythm’s hands,
Of vibrant hues and stories bold.

Echoes of ancestors call out clear,
Through festivals and songs they sing,
In every thread, a story dear,
A legacy the winds do bring.

Beneath the stars, traditions weave,
A tapestry of dreams and fate,
In every heart that dares believe,
Identity and culture celebrate.

From distant shores to hometown streets,
The pulse of history beats strong,
In unity, our spirit meets,
And finds its voice in timeless song.