Voices of the World

Before the sky first learned to glow,

Before the rivers chose their flow,

The mountains breathed a secret song

To teach the world what strength could grow.

Children of the high winds,

Where do your spirits roam?

(haaaa) We walk where thunder shaped the stone,

हामी यहाँ छौं

—

the mountains know

our names.

Before the peaks first learned to rise,

Before the dawn unveiled the skies,

The wind was born from ancient stone

To carry truth where silence lies.

Voices of the valley paths,

Where do your spirits soar?

We rise where sky and ridges roar,

हामी यहाँ छौं — the wind recalls our lore.

Before the valleys

learned their name,

Before the waters found their frame,

The rivers woke

with silver hands

And carried light through earth and flame.

Children of the river‑paths,

Where do your footsteps lead?

We walk where waters learn to weave,

हामी उठ्छौं — in loss we grieve.

Earth sings low.

Wind sings high.

Water sings between. Three voices,

one world. (haaaaa)