In the heart of the untouched wild,
Where rivers sing and forests smile,
The spirits of the ancients rise,
Painting the skies with timeless ties.

Feet that tread with gentle grace,
Echoes of a sacred place,
Wisdom woven into the earth,
Stories of ancestral birth.

Drums that beat a rhythmic song,
Hearts united, fierce and strong,
Guardians of the land so dear,
Holding traditions year by year.

Eyes that see beyond the veil,
Through sun and storm, in every trail,
The legacy of those before,
Lives in the land forevermore.