In the heart of the verdant land,
Where the peacocks dance with grace,
Naani, in the sun’s golden hand,
Whispers tales from times long past.
Beneath the banyan tree’s vast shade,
Her voice soft as a nightingale’s song,
Naani speaks to eager glade,
Of heroes and their mighty throng.
She recounts the valor brave,
And the sly tricks of leopards’ lore,
With each story, she does engrave
The wisdom that her heart implores.
In the hush of twilight’s fall,
Under stars like diamonds spread,
Naani guides young souls in all
The ways of life and love instead.
So listen well to Naani’s call,
For in her words, a world untold—
Of ancient paths, where dreams enthrall,
And the spirit of our land is bold.
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