♫ Tanglish lyrics
↻ English translation
Mm….mmm….mmm….mmm….mmmm
Mm….mmm….mmm….mmm….mmmm
Antha kanji kalayaththa vanji sumakkaiyilae…ae…
Intha nenjam thavippathu konjamalla mayilae
Velli minji aninjava konji nadakkaiyilae
Antha anna nadaya naan enna solla mayilae
Thongum mani kattum thaeraa
Pongum manimuththu aaraa
Machchaan manasalli joraa
Minnal idai vetti poraa
Kanji kalayaththa vanji sumakkaiyilae…
Intha nenjam thavippathu konjamalla mayilae
Pudhu vellam vaththi pogum
Nenjil konda paasam vaththaathamma
Pozhuthellaam kaiya pottu
Anbu kadha pesu vishthaaramma
Kadhaiyellaam solla solla
Thakkapadi kooli thanthidanum
Adhai naanum alli kodukka
Neram kaalm koodi vanthidanum
Ulaiyum vachchi ilaiyum vachchi
Vaayaththaan katturiyae
Valaiyal kaiya valachchi poda
Vaai aalam kaatturiyae
Nenja thurui thurui thulaiya pottu
Paruva pasiya ootturiyae
Intha kanji kalayaththa vanji sumakkayilae…ae…
Unthan nenjam thavippatha kandathu intha mayilae…ae….
Man veedu katti vilaiyaadum paruvam
Ponathu ponthu ponathadi
Adhu ponathu ponathu ponathadi
Nija veedu katti kudiyearum tharunam
Vanthathu vanthathu vanthathadi
Adhu vanthathu vanthathu vanthathadi
Idhu sariyaana odi
Vilagaathu koodi iniyum….oo….oo….oo….ooo….
Manasukkul unnaththaanae
Chiththiramaa maatti vachchirukkaen
Female :Usurukkul unnaththaanae
Paththiramaa pootti vachchirukkaen
Iravellaam saethi solla
Vennilava thoodhu vitturukkaen
Female :Unthan saethi ellaam arinji
Naanum romba paadupatturukkaen
Kaaththirukkaen saethi sollu
Pesaatha aasai manam
Female :Kazhuththil moonu mudiya pottaa
Pesaathu saathisanam
Male :Intha ulagam ariya uravum puriya
Viragam thaniya velai varum
Intha kanji kalayaththa vanji sumakkayilae…ae…
Unthan nenjam thavippatha kandathu intha mayilae…ae….
Thongum mani katti thaeru
Pongum manimuththu aaru
Padhiyam pottaalae maadhu
Ingae unnai vittaa yaaru
Kanji kalayaththa vanji sumakkaiyilae…ae
Intha nenjam thavippathu konjamalla mayilae…..ae….
Mm....mmm....mmm....mmm....mmmm
Mm....mmm....mmm....mmm....mmmm
When that slender girl carries the pot of gruel...
The longing in this heart of mine is immense, my peacock!
When the girl wearing silver toe-rings walks with a playful sway,
How can I describe that graceful, swan-like stride, my peacock?
Are you a temple chariot adorned with ringing bells?
Are you a garland overflowing with precious pearls?
Stealing this man's heart so effortlessly,
You flash your lightning-slender waist as you pass by!
When the slender girl carries that pot of gruel...
The longing in this heart of mine is immense, my peacock!
Even a fresh flood in the river may run dry,
But the deep love in this heart will never fade.
Putting your arm around me all through the day,
Tell me romantic stories in full detail.
As I keep telling you all these stories,
You must reward me properly!
For me to shower that reward upon you,
The right time and season must arrive.
You set the pot to boil and laid out the leaf,
Yet you hold me back from taking a bite!
When I try to wrap my bangled arms around you,
You keep testing me with your clever talk!
Drilling straight through my heart,
You stoke this youthful hunger in me!
When this slender girl carries the pot of gruel...
This peacock saw how deeply your heart was longing...
The childhood days of building mud houses and playing,
Are gone, gone, completely gone!
Yes, they are gone, gone, completely gone!
The moment to build a real home and settle down,
Has come, come, finally come!
Yes, it has come, come, finally come!
We are a perfect match,
Let us unite and never part from now on... oh...
Deep inside my heart,
I have hung your memory like a painting.
Deep inside my very soul,
I have kept you locked away safely.
To send you my messages all through the night,
I sent the silver moon as my messenger.
Knowing all the feelings you sent my way,
I too have suffered through so much longing.
I am waiting, tell me your answer,
For this yearning heart cannot keep quiet.
Once the three sacred knots are tied around my neck,
None of our kith and kin will say a word.
For the world to witness and our union to begin,
The right time will come to soothe our burning desire.
When this slender girl carries the pot of gruel...
This peacock saw how deeply your heart was longing...
A temple chariot hung with ringing bells,
A river overflowing with precious pearls,
You have planted yourself deeply in my heart, my girl!
Who else is there for me here except you?
When the slender girl carries that pot of gruel...
The longing in this heart of mine is immense, my peacock!
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