♫ Tanglish lyrics
↻ English translation
Appan pulla orava solla
Varthaigalae illa
Aagaayatha pola adhu
Romba chinnathilla
Appan pulla orava solla
Varthaigalae illa
Aagaayatha pola adhu
Romba chinnathilla
Appanae pullaiyaa
Pullaiyae appanaa
Maariyae vaazhura
Vaazhikka azhagu thaan
Vellanthi paasaththukku
Vilaiyae illa thaan
Yelae yelae yelae yelae
Ellam ezhai illadaa
Enga janangaloda manasu ellam
Romba velladaa
Appan pulla orava solla
Varthaigalae illa
Aagaayatha pola adhu
Romba chinnathilla
Appanoda manasukkulla
Karuvaraithaan irukku
Maganoda kanavugala
Adai kaakkathan
Appangooda irukkaiyila
Aandavan than edhukku
Maganoda ulagamingu
Appan mattunthaan
Irukkum idame sorgamena
Ninaikkum manase podhumadaa
Thalaikku melae magan parakka
Parakkum kudhirai kidaikkumadaa
Yelae yelae yelae yelae
Ellam ezhai illadaa
Naanga kaanugira kanavu ellam
Niyayam thaanadaa
Aan thaayaai vaazhugira
Appanoda manasu
Aayiram thaaimaikkingae
Nigar thaanadaa
Aagaayam osarumunnu
Yaar sonnathingae
Anbu konda indha uravu
Adha minjundaa
Ponnum porulum thevaiyillai
Azhukkillaa punnagai podhumulla
Oththigai illa vaazhkaiyila
Uravum paasamum vaazhudhulla
Yelae yelae yelae yelae
Ellam ezhai illadaa
Enga anbukkingae kadvul kooda
Eedu illadaa
Appan pulla orava solla
Varthaigalae illa
Aagaayatha pola adhu
Romba chinnathilla
Appanae pullaiyaa
Pullaiyae appanaa
Maarivaiyae vaazhura
Vaazhikka azhagu thaan
Vellanthi paasaththukku
Vilaiyae illa thaan
Yelae yelae yelae yelae
Ellam ezhai illadaa
Enga janangaloda manasu ellam
Romba velladaa
To describe the bond between a father and son,
there are simply no words.
Just like the vast sky,
it is not a small thing at all.
To describe the bond between a father and son,
there are simply no words.
Just like the vast sky,
it is not a small thing at all.
With the father becoming the child,
and the child becoming the father,
living life by switching roles
is truly beautiful.
For such pure, innocent love,
there is truly no price.
Ele ele ele, poor one,
we are not poor in everything, my friend!
The hearts of all our people
are pure and spotless, my friend.
To describe the bond between a father and son,
there are simply no words.
Just like the vast sky,
it is not a small thing at all.
Deep inside a father's heart,
there is a womb,
meant only to shelter and nurture
his son's dreams.
When a father is right beside you,
why do you even need God?
For the son, his whole world here
is his father alone.
To feel that wherever you live is heaven,
a heart that thinks like that is enough, my boy.
For his son to fly high above,
a flying horse will surely be found, my boy!
Ele ele ele, poor one,
we are not poor in everything, my boy!
Aren't all the dreams we dream
just and fair, my friend?
Living as a mother in a man's form,
this father's heart—
to a thousand mothers,
is it not equal, my friend?
Who said the sky is the highest?
Who said that here?
This bond filled with true love
will reach far higher than that!
Gold and wealth are not needed,
a clean and pure smile is enough inside.
In this life without rehearsals,
bonds and true love are life itself.
Ele ele ele, poor one,
we are not poor in everything, my friend!
Before the love we share here,
even God cannot compare, my friend!
To describe the bond between a father and son,
there are simply no words.
Just like the vast sky,
it is not a small thing at all.
With the father becoming the child,
and the child becoming the father,
living life by switching roles
is truly beautiful.
For such pure, innocent love,
there is truly no price.
Ele ele ele, poor one,
we are not poor in everything, my friend!
The hearts of all our people
are pure and spotless, my friend.
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