Golden silence

(Verse 1)

In the valley where the river bends,

Golden spires rise where the silence ends.

Mon land whispers through the banyan trees,

Stories carved in stone, carried by the breeze.

(Chorus)

Oh, the light of dawn on temple walls,

Echoes of prayer as the morning calls.

Nature bows to the sacred sound,

In this land where peace is found.

(Verse 2)

Barefoot monks in saffron robes,

Walking paths where wisdom flows.

Lotus blooms in the quiet stream,

Reflecting dreams, a timeless gleam.

(Bridge)

Drums of the earth, winds that sing,

Buddha’s smile in everything.

Mountains watch with ancient grace,

Guardians of this sacred place.

(Chorus)

Oh, the light of dawn on temple walls,

Echoes of prayer as the morning calls.

Nature bows to the sacred sound,

In this land where peace is found.

(Outro)

So let me stay where the spirit flies,

Under Mon’s eternal skies.

Where every breath and every tree

Sings the song of serenity.