[Verse] Sunset fades on the mango tree, Leaves whisper secrets only we know. Cigarette smoke curls in the air, Telling tales of a life that’s gone too far. [Pre-Chorus] Back when the world was wide and slow, We danced on sand like we had no debts to owe. Now the sky’s heavy, and the silence sings— But your voice still cuts through the quiet things. [Chorus] Oh, uncle, your stories, they carry the rain, Like old wounds that still feel the pain. Under this tree where the memory grows, I hear your past in my blood and my bones. Oh, uncle, your stories—still in my soul, A melody that never gets old. [Verse] You spoke of rivers we never crossed, Of lovers lost and battles fought. The sea called your name in a foreign tongue, Now you sit here, where the roots are long. [Pre-Chorus] Time stole your youth, but not your grace, Every line on your face writes a trace. The stars above don’t remember your name— But I do. I do. [Chorus] Oh, uncle, your stories, they carry the rain, Like old wounds that still feel the pain. Under this tree where the memory grows, I hear your past in my blood and my bones. Oh, uncle, your stories—still in my soul, A melody that never gets old. [Bridge] I don’t know if it’s truth or dream, But I feel your voice in the breeze unseen. When I close my eyes, I see your face— A ghost in the green, time can’t erase. [Chorus] Oh, uncle, your stories, they carry the rain, Like old wounds that still feel the pain. Under this tree where the memory grows, I hear your past in my blood and my bones. Oh, uncle, your stories—still in my soul, A melody that never gets old. [Outro] Still in my soul… A melody that never gets old… Still in my soul… Still… And the mango tree… keeps… Singing…