Behold! NASARAWA
The land of my birth
Home of solid minerals
Born out of dignity and Labour
Let me walk you through Tales
The tales of Ancestral festivals
The \'Odu of Poma\'
The ‘Ogbli’ of Duglu
The \'Keana salt festival\'
The \'Ajele/Igga fishing festival\'
The \'Agana/Sakwo\' of Kokona
The tales of Ancient HILLS
The \'Mada hills\' of Akwanga
\'Mai Rambu hills\'of Awe
\'Efugogiri hills\'of of Doma
\'Eggon hills\' of Nasarawa eggon
The tales of Great Lakes
The zarangi lake
The \'Kunki lakes\' Of Awe
\'Doka Crocodile lake\' of Keana
\'Umaisha fishing lake\' of Toto
The tales of mighty springs
The \'Tunga Nupawa Spring\'
And the \'Assakio spring\' of Lafia
The \'Farin-Ruwa falls\' of Kwarra
For you see them only in pictures
Far away from the boundaries of home
The tales of wonderful reserves
The \'Tie & Dye pits\' of Keffi
The \'Karu mordern market\'
The \'Akeleku forest reserve\' of Obi
The \'udege wander land\' of Nasarawa
Hakuri, Welcome back. Hence,
\"Swing no more to foreign drums
But to our own Ancestral rhythms
Brush not away mother tongue
And keep track of the Ancient path
For our CULTURE TO LIVE ON\"