In the street of by-and-by one arrives at the house of ‘never.’
I dance to the tune that is played.
It is better to weep with wise men than to laugh with fools.
Every cask smells of the wine it contained.
In the street of by-and-by one arrives at the house of ‘never.’
I dance to the tune that is played.
It is better to weep with wise men than to laugh with fools.
Every cask smells of the wine it contained.
RAJA ARASA RATNAM 