Give wings and they will fly too close to the sun
Give them wheels and they may roll down the hill
Give them the power to think and they may enter a deep sleep
Give them life and they will fear death still
What is here is nowhere else; what is not here, is nowhere... For the land south of the Himalayas is special... And it is about my experiences in this nation, as a traveler, as a forester and as a viewer
Give wings and they will fly too close to the sun
Give them wheels and they may roll down the hill
Give them the power to think and they may enter a deep sleep
Give them life and they will fear death still