Tung Tung Tung Sahur's Carnival

In the d**d of night, a wooden form appears Silhouette looming, dispelling all fears Sahur’s rhythm hums, “tung tung” in my ears With a bat in hand, he steps, strange yet sincere His eyes wide - open, fixed with a stare A face so peculiar, beyond compare On the quiet platform, bathed in dim flare He starts to sway, a comical affair “Tung tung tung” — the b**t won’t ever break This carnival of odd, no one can forsake Let your body move, let the rhythm take To this wooden wonder, don’t be late Tung tung tung! Sahur’s wild display Wooden limbs shaking, boredom blown away Tung tung tung! A curious dismay In this quirky kingdom, we’ll always stay Under streetlights dim, his grin turns bright Each step he takes, a new delight Bat swings in rhythm, painting the night A style so unique, it gives us a fright (in a fun way) Passers - by stop, eyes open wide At this wooden marvel, with so much pride He dances on, with nothing to hide In this strange moment, we all collide “Tung tung tung” — the b**t won’t ever break This carnival of odd, no one can forsake Let your body move, let the rhythm take To this wooden wonder, don’t be late Tung tung tung! Sahur’s wild display Wooden limbs shaking, boredom blown away Tung tung tung! A curious dismay In this quirky kingdom, we’ll always stay Wooden heart thumping, to the “tung” sound In this midnight hour, no need to be profound He’s a dancing enigma, all around Spreading joy, in this crazy town Tung tung tung! Sahur’s wild display Wooden limbs shaking, boredom blown away Tung tung tung! A curious dismay In this quirky kingdom, we’ll always stay