[Intro]
A small hand holds a chalkboard bright with letters gleaming in dawn light.
[Verse 1]
Little eyes wide with wonder, chalk dust on a hopeful smile,
Arabic letters gleam like stars, tracing paths across the mile.
Tradition in a cap, a gentle banner on a quiet day,
Passing down a river of wisdom in the simplest, steady way.
[Pre-Chorus]
Teach me the echoes of grandfathers, whisper through the dust and wood,
Let every stroke remember home, every lesson understood.
[Chorus]
Joy in the classroom, hearts unrolling like scrolls of gold,
Language links our futures, stories warm and boldly told.
Bright eyes, steady hands, we lift the world with what we know—
From generation to generation, let the seeds of learning grow.
[Verse 2]
Caps and chalkboards frame a future bright as desert sun,
Letters dance in rhythm, a chorus old and young as one.
Culture threads through every line, a tapestry made new,
Nurturing young minds to carry the flame in all they do.
[Pre-Chorus]
Let pride be gentle, let courage sing in steady pace,
In every lesson, every word, remember our shared grace.
[Chorus]
Joy in the classroom, hearts unrolling like scrolls of gold,
Language links our futures, stories warm and boldly told.
Bright eyes, steady hands, we lift the world with what we know—
From generation to generation, let the seeds of learning grow.
[Bridge]
Hands become a bridge across the years,
A promise kept in every bell that clears.
Keep the language close, the homeland near,
So every child can dream without fear.
[Chorus]
Joy in the classroom, hearts unrolling like scrolls of gold,
Language links our futures, stories warm and boldly told.
Bright eyes, steady hands, we lift the world with what we know—
From generation to generation, let the seeds of learning grow.
[Outro]
Hold the chalk, hold the light, pass the dawn to those who come after,
Culture breathes in every line, shaping joy through every chapter.
