Lyrics

Verse 1
Every tree holds its roots deep in the ground,
Braided from stories that no one else found.
Tales of ancestors who once fed the soil,
Their strength lives in us, unbroken by toil.

But even if we stand rooted firm and tall,
It’s the fruits that speak when the branches call.
They tell of what we’ve made with our own hands,
Of the dreams we carry to far-off lands.

Chorus
We are the heritage and the light,
Roots hold us, but they don’t confine.
Our fruits are what remain behind,
What defines us when we leave time.
Family deep, personality in the wind,
Between earth and sky – that’s where we begin.

Verse 2
The leaves whisper softly, old songs in the breeze,
Of those who came before on life’s seas.
But every branch grows in its own way,
Finding its path in the light of the day.

We carry what the roots have given,
But it’s the fruits through which we are truly living.
The deeds, the words, the marks we leave,
The stories people find in what we achieve.

Chorus
We are the heritage and the light,
Roots hold us, but they don’t confine.
Our fruits are what remain behind,
What defines us when we leave time.
Family deep, personality in the wind,
Between earth and sky – that’s where we begin.

Bridge
In every falling leaf, there’s a memory stored,
But what we give keeps moving forward.
It’s the love that ripens in the fruits we grow,
A gift to the world, beyond what we know.

Chorus
We are the heritage and the light,
Roots hold us, but they don’t confine.
Our fruits are what remain behind,
What defines us when we leave time.
Family deep, personality in the wind,
Between earth and sky – that’s where we begin.

Outro
Every tree holds its roots deep in the ground,
But what remains are the fruits – our bond profound.