Oh Nadaka:
We remember you all.
Dear Nadaka,
Can you hear our call?
Sweet Nadaka!
Spring, Summer or Fall.
We loved Nadaka,
But they sold you all.
These arms wide open,
Your trees are so tall.
WoHelo is open,
Our Camp Fire’s for all,
With eyes wide open!
We saw you fall.
Our hearts cut open,
But they sold you all.
But they sold you all