Want to fly with this passing wind br Into faraway lands of my dreams br Where all the trees are green br Flowers fill the land in fragrance br All fruits taste sweet and good br br Where birds always sing happily br Sun rises and moon lights in time br Days and nights last in balance br Rain falls only to wet the dryness br Earth and water are equally shared br br Where animals live in their home br Little buds always stay fresh br Rivers flow clear and clean br With moving white clouds shadows br Land always sees the stars in sky br br Where color of milk is white br Prayers are offered in joy br Sundays and Mondays are same br Each season respects each other br With no rocks and depths to scale br br Where I open my heart again to sing br So my eyes will smile again to see br My legs, hands and drums in breath br Oh! Passing wind don’t visit me again br And don’t make me a fool once againbr br Kranthi Pothinenibr br