Mangoro Moon

[Verse 1] A clear moon rests above the mangoro river. Valiha strings gather the light into a moving pattern. I carry a highland story toward the listening coast. Every hand that answers makes the road feel near. [Call] Mangoro Moon, Tsara ny lalana when we share the song. [Response] Red earth, blue water, one voice meets another. Misaotra, we thank the night before travelling on. We keep the old detail alive inside the new day. [Verse 2] The hills release their shadows as the rhythm turns. Kabosy and marovany speak across the open space. No borrowed map can name the way we know by heart. We sing the place itself and let the journey start. [Final Call] Mangoro Moon, Tsara ny lalana when we share the song. Misaotra for the hands that bring the chorus home.