5 min
တစ်နှစ်နွမ်း တစ်နှစ်ဆန်း - အိုင်ရင်းဇင်မာမြင့် Myanmar Thingyan Songs
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- Music
In the heart of Myanmar, Amidst the scorching sun, The streets come alive,
With the sound of joy and fun.
It's Thingyan, the Burmese New Year, A time to let go of the past, A time to wash away our fears, And start anew at last.
The water flows in abundance, From buckets, hoses, and guns,
A symbol of purification,
To cleanse our souls, everyone.
In the heart of Myanmar, Amidst the scorching sun, The streets come alive,
With the sound of joy and fun.
It's Thingyan, the Burmese New Year, A time to let go of the past, A time to wash away our fears, And start anew at last.
The water flows in abundance, From buckets, hoses, and guns,
A symbol of purification,
To cleanse our souls, everyone.
5 min