dance

[Maleeq]

The morning dew descends like glass
And lies on the smiling grass
And all that is above
Make way for the glorious sun

The town crier does his best
And cries out to the sleeping rest
With glee written on their faces
The gather and collect in packs
And wait for the moment of truth

Hurray! they hail thy king
Walking and looking majestic
Hurray! they hail thy king
As he walks and finds his seat

In case you haven't heared
It's the festival of the 'dance'
Accompanied with all the
Blessings and joy it brings
They celebrate their ancestors
They dance,dance and sing
Today, even the 'yaro' can have a drink
                                                      ~Abdulmaleeq~