People sing while working in India more than any country I've visited, and in these hills more than anywhere else I've been in India. They sing unabashed. Every morning a Tibetan farmer sings a beautiful song as he passes below my window, herding three cows. He has a good voice.
The song sounds old. Many popular songs in India have ancient roots. I wonder who wrote it and if the writer had any idea at the time his or her voice would carry so far.