Kalihora's Song - Almora

She was free like the wind

And her heart was shining like stars

But her life was short like butterflies

That she had lost in the war of shame

A little child in the cold and dark

A silent cry in this merciless game

Now echoing on the streets

And you hear kalihora’s song

This new world face true pains

Children cry with endless rain

Now echoing on the streets

And you hear kalihora’s song

Elivent senthura suhr havelora

Avelar herenis o nira

Beribent senthura suhr havelora

Nerha ven’hu thera