Bhutanese
Thimphu
In the golden glow of the morning sun,
A song begins, its journey begun.
It dances with dewdrops, whispers to trees,
A melody carried on gentle breeze.
With every stanza, a story unfolds,
O…
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In the golden glow of the morning sun,
A song begins, its journey begun.
It dances with dewdrops, whispers to trees,
A melody carried on gentle breeze.
With every stanza, a story unfolds,
O…
