[Intro]
Wind through the pines, a thousand names in flight
Whispers draw the map of where we stand tonight
[Verse 1]
Ancestors’ voices circle, like fireflies in the dark
Sewing courage into the seam of our broken hearts
We carry their stories in our lungs, a drum we cannot mute
Planting hope in the soil, we take root, absolute
[Chorus]
Stand firm, stand tall, let the old world hear your call
From shadows we rise, answering the sacred call
Protect the soil, let the present be brave and true
For every wound in the past is power pushing through
[Verse 2]
The wind bears their whispers, a chorus on the breeze
Turning pain to a fortress, built on memory and keys
We guard what is holy, not for glory but for grain and seed
So future generations taste the strength of what we bleed
[Chorus]
Stand firm, stand tall, let the old world hear your call
From shadows we rise, answering the sacred call
Protect the soil, let the present be brave and true
For every wound in the past is power pushing through
[Bridge]
ruido of the storms may bend the trees, yet roots refuse to bow
We carry the scars as banners, teaching us to endure somehow
[Chorus]
Stand firm, stand tall, let the old world hear your call
From shadows we rise, answering the sacred call
Protect the soil, let the present be brave and true
For every wound in the past is power pushing through
[Outro]
Whispers fade to sunrise, but the vow remains, alive and clear
We walk the line of history, with every step we persevere
