Bridging Stars

From the hills of Mizoram to the California shore,

We are breaking down the fences,

we are opening the door.

Hear the ancestral voices,

looking down from the stars,

We are healing the trauma,

we are breaking the bars.

Yeah...

look at the night sky,

see the stars how they gleam,

Floating on the water,

locked right into a dream.

Talking to the spirits of my parents looking down,

Feeling chills on my skin,

far away from the town.

They whisper to my soul,

say "VL, keep on the grind," Leaving all the doubt and the

shadows far behind.

Because my bloodline is tribal royal,

yeah, it’s rooted in pride,

With the spirit of my elders acting right as my guide.

Think of Grandpa Pasaia,

let his name fill the room,

See his legacy growing,

watch it finally bloom!

Yeah, the Pasaia Football Field in Muallianpui stands tall,

A haven for the youth,

a sanctuary for all!

A space for the kids to run and play in the sun,

And now his granddaughter is finishing what he had begun.

We’re bridging Mizoram straight to the global grid,

Honoring his name and the dream of every single kid!

I pledge to be nonviolent in all I do!

Respect my body and protect the earth too!

From the Pasaia Field to Southern California sky,

We're lifting the flag of peace up high!

I am NVP... hear our voices ring,

From Mizoram to the world,

watch us sing! I

pledge to be

nonviolent, respect my body,

and protect the earth.

(BFF America yeah)