Nazario Ai — Roots of the Old Ways

country Ai [Verse 1] The oak trees whispered before we spoke, Their roots ran deep, their limbs awoke. We carved our lives in stone and bone, Built our kin a sacred home. No gods above, just skies and stars, Our bloodlines lit the hearths and scars. [Prechorus] But a shadow came from across the sea, With foreign words and foreign decree. [Chorus] (Duet) We sang for the soil, not for a throne, Praised the names we called our own. No foreign saints, no borrowed skies, Just the echoes of our ancestors’ cries. Return to the roots, let the wild reclaim, For the old ways know your name. [Verse 2] The rivers carried tales of our tribes, Where songs of the hunt and hearth survive. We danced with wolves, we drank with fire, Our spirits bound in one desire. But they preached of sin, of shame and fear, Tore our tribes and gods unclear. [Prechorus] Oh, don’t you see what’s been undone? The earth grows quiet when we shun. [Chorus] (Duet) We sang for the soil, not for a throne, Praised the names we called our own. No foreign saints, no borrowed skies, Just the echoes of our ancestors’ cries. Return to the roots, let the wild reclaim, For the old ways know your name.