Children of the Sun
At dawn they stand, in colors bright,
Their songs awaken morning light.
Mountains rise, the spirits hear,
Ancient voices drawing near.
Threads of earth in woven dress,
Tell of love and tenderness.
Native hearts, both proud and free,
Shine with the sun eternally.
Artist and the storyteller: Solis Hue
Children of the Sun
At dawn they stand, in colors bright,
Their songs awaken morning light.
Mountains rise, the spirits hear,
Ancient voices drawing near.
Threads of earth in woven dress,
Tell of love and tenderness.
Native hearts, both proud and free,
Shine with the sun eternally.
Artist and the storyteller: Solis Hue
0 Comments
0 Shares
94 Views
Arabic
French
Spanish
Portuguese
Deutsch
Turkish
Dutch
Italiano
Russian
Romaian
Portuguese (Brazil)
Greek