I feel sky city with my whole body
Clear sky, look down at the tiny village
Wind brings an earthy scent
Holding pottery full of history
Booming voices, rhythmical sounds of drums and rattles
Tasting three stages of life bread
My senses are filled with sky city
Clear sky, look down at the tiny village
Wind brings an earthy scent
Holding pottery full of history
Booming voices, rhythmical sounds of drums and rattles
Tasting three stages of life bread
My senses are filled with sky city