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Niwowe Rukundo Rwanjye (AfroDance Love Anthem) 2 by NIYOGISUBIZO

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Niwowe Rukundo Rwanjye (AfroDance Love Anthem) 2

Afrodance

0:002:44
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[Verse 1]
Niyonzima Jean Pierre, still breathing in this life,
I met you Vestine, and my heart rearranged its sky.
You’re the fountain where my laughter flows,
No other dreams tonight, you’re the pulse I know.
[Pre-Chorus]
Eyes like dawn breaking, changing all I’ve known,
Your voice pulls me places I’ve never called home.
Niyonzima Jean Pierre swears this love is true,
Vestine, you own the corners of my view.
[Chorus]
You’re my every heartbeat, Vestine, my fire,
The only one I’m living for, lifting me higher.
Jean Pierre’s name etched with yours in every line,
Vestine, forever yours, till the stars decline.
[Verse 2]
You light the path when darkness folds the sky,
Close to you, happiness drips from my sighs.
I’m counting days, longing strums my guitar,
Patience fades away when you’re not where you are.
[Pre-Chorus]
A ring of love I’d place upon your hand,
Build a life with peace that time can’t demand.
Your name’s a melody carved inside my chest,
Vestine, God’s gift I’m proud to confess.
[Chorus]
You’re my every heartbeat, Vestine, my fire,
The only one I’m living for, lifting me higher.
Jean Pierre’s name etched with yours in every line,
Vestine, forever yours, till the stars decline.
[Bridge]
I sing the joy that you brought into my dawn,
A promise made loud enough to carry on.
No distance breaks the bond we’ve begun,
Till journey’s last sunrise, you’re my only one.
[Chorus]
You’re my every heartbeat, Vestine, my fire,
The only one I’m living for, lifting me higher.
Jean Pierre’s name etched with yours in every line,
Vestine, forever yours, till the stars decline.
[Outro]
Niyonzima Jean Pierre from Rubavu’s fold,
Busasamana’s heart, Nyacyonga’s soul,
Cyanika’s voice calling Vestine’s name,
Our story burns warmly, never the same.