PNi Mix

🇫🇲Tina Taua Remix🔥

Another Classic!

Pohnpeian/Chuukese Version

Rahn Oh Pwong - Diddy ft. Atashi (Prod. By LATIPZ)

Why Cant I Get Over You by Nei Kaatia & ANS

I Can’t Take It by Jr Sigrah

Ainpot Se
Nget ma nsik
Oh baby
Lung fahk luhk uh

Heart se luhk inge wei keok Keim
Sripen ruh lom nsik wei nga tung
Heart se luhk nge kom muta srik kin 
Puhs ma kom ruh nsik wei nga lip
Oh baby Oh baby wei honey
Nunakmunas nsik se chance se luhk
Ngacn usot nfon lungse luhk nsum
Nga ke kom in lie lah nga ma pacye
 
Ehhh ehhhhh ah
Ainpot se mhhh
Nga lungse kom npaye baby

Honey, boo
Kom kato

Ehhh ehhhhh ah

Ainpot se mhhh
Kuh kom tena lie lah nga lungse kom hmm
Kom kato
Saok napye kato se lom ingacn
Nga pangon ma na luhk pa kom
Wei stuelah
Fasr esam yuc ma wo nga ruh nsum
Mwet kom folokuh 

Nga tiana tiana pangon sie pacl nge fahkot nsuum
Kom in tari som
Finne nga tiana ke kom in somm 

Tusruku kom ennu in som
Fak ma nusik lah mac kom ac k ngen fahkot 
Nusum an
Fak ma nusik lah mac k ngen uru nusum an
Ekulah nunak lom an
Ahkwoyelah pula lom an

Baby I just dont get it
You continue playing games with this heart
Baby know i would treat you better
But you keep tearing us apart
Every time he makes you cry you call me
I'm always there to play my part
But you keep running back to him
To the one who breaks your heart
Baby girl I need you to make up your mind
You're holding on to my heart, wasting my damn time
Done with the games and the lies 
We were forever, lets say goodbye

Island Reggae Jams. #pacificislander #melanesian #micronesian #polynesian #kosrae #pohnpei #yap #chuuk

Kohm Kato by Jr Sigrah ft. Jeiarr

Island Reggae
#Micronesia #Melanesia #Polynesia #kosrae #pohnpei #yap #chuuk #palau

First Sight by Jr Sigrah

Jah Love:

A Short Story Inspired by the Song..

She was known in the village as Mama Nia—strong-willed, proud, and fiercely protective of her name. Her daughter, Ayana, was the only child born under a mango moon, with eyes like river stones and a spirit that danced to rhythms Mama Nia had long forgotten.

They clashed often. Ayana wanted to marry a man from the coast, a musician with dreadlocks and dreams. Mama Nia wanted tradition, stability, a union blessed by elders. One night, after a storm of words too sharp to take back, Mama Nia told Ayana to leave. “Go. If you walk out, don’t walk back.”

Ayana left. No wedding invitation came. No photos. No calls. Years passed.

Mama Nia kept her porch swept, her radio tuned to old roots Reggae. She told neighbors she was fine. But every time she saw a child run past with laughter in their lungs, her heart ached. Every time she heard a wedding bell in the distance, she swallowed the silence.
One evening, while watering her hibiscus, she heard a voice on the radio. Raspy. Familiar. Singing:

Mama Nia dropped the hose. The song played on. It was her own story, sung by a voice that carried both pain and love. Ayana had written it. Recorded it. Sent it into the world like a message in a bottle.

Mama Nia sat on her porch that night, tears tracing the lines of her face. She didn’t know where Ayana lived now. Didn’t know the names of her grandchildren. But she knew one thing:
Her daughter still remembered. And so did she...

JAH LOVE

Psalms 135

Kiribati - Bonriki InternationalRemix

Seems 2 Be

Born in Kosrae, Raised in Hawaii.

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