Song of the Hills
In the land where the mountains kiss the skies,
Where clouds dance low and whispers rise,
Nagaland stands, proud and free,
A mosaic of cultures, bold as the sea.
The rhythm of drums echoes through the air,
Telling stories of bravery, love, and care.
The...
Where clouds dance low and whispers rise,
Nagaland stands, proud and free,
A mosaic of cultures, bold as the sea.
The rhythm of drums echoes through the air,
Telling stories of bravery, love, and care.
The...