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Verse 1 Dust on the courtyard, footprints in clay, Mother hums incense for yesterday. Sun leans low where the paddy once swayed, We walk the lanes that our grandfathers made.

Verse 2 Rivers remember the names that we cry, Papery boats set by hand to the sky. Lanterns are kindling the maps of the dark, Songs like a tether, songs like a spark. Edomcha Thu Nabagi Wari

Chorus (soft) Edomcha thu nabagi wari.

Edomcha Thu Nabagi Wari Apr 2026

Verse 1 Dust on the courtyard, footprints in clay, Mother hums incense for yesterday. Sun leans low where the paddy once swayed, We walk the lanes that our grandfathers made.

Verse 2 Rivers remember the names that we cry, Papery boats set by hand to the sky. Lanterns are kindling the maps of the dark, Songs like a tether, songs like a spark.

Chorus (soft) Edomcha thu nabagi wari.