♫ Tanglish lyrics
↻ English translation
Idhazh inikka isaikkum
Ilam pookkalae
Adi eduthu kodukkum
Isai paadalae
Ini arangil nadakkum oru pottiyae
Kalai valara jeyikkum isai paadiyae
Idhu raajaavin raajaangam
Pudhu rojaavin boopaalam
Suga sangeetha oorkolam
Varum ullaasa vaibogam
Oru yogamae parisaagumae
Kara oligal kodukkum suga layangalae
Idhazh inikka isaikkum
Ilam pookkalae
Adi eduthu kodukkum
Isai paadalae
Ini arangil nadakkum oru pottiyae..ae…
Vinvelikku poi varavae
Vinkalathil yetri vaithae
Pengalaiyum pottrum
Ayal naadu thaan
Pengalukku seervarisai
Seivadhilae peru petra
Unnadhathil baaradham
Pol aagumo
Kaalam ellaam
Maadhar thammai
Soru mattum aakkidavae
Pen adimai aakki vaithaar needhiyaa
Aanum pennum
Serum vaazhvil
Aanin nizhal aavadhuvae
Pengalukku paadhugaappu aagumae
Suga vaazhvil aanin adimai
Ingu yedhu pennukku urimai
Samamaaga aanum pennum
Ondru serndhu vaazhum nilam idhae
Ini maadharin nilai ongavae
Sama urimai adaiya kural kodukkalaam
Idhazh inikka isaikkum
Ilam pookkalae
Adi eduthu kodukkum
Isai paadalae
Female :Ini arangil nadakkum
Oru pottiyae..ae…
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Ethanaiyo naattinilae
Pandhaiyatthil potti ittae
Vetri petra P T usha ponnu thaan
Illai endru yaaru sonnaa
Nalla padi payirchi thandha
Aan pillaiyum keralatthu
Aalu thaan
Vaelai vetti yedhum indri
Saalai pakkam kaathirundhae
Pengalaiyae nottam idum romeo
Naangal kettu ponadharkku
Selai maari pondhu thaan
Unmaiyilae kaaranam thaan aagumae
Pazhi pesi pennai pazhikkum
Idhu thaanae aanin vazhakkam
Idhu poga poga puriyum
Nijam yedhu thaan endru theriyum
Varum kaalamum sariyaagavae
Thalai nimirndhu ezhundhu anivagukkalaam
Idhazh inikka isaikkum
Ilam pookkalae
Adi eduthu kodukkum
Isai paadalae
Female :Ini arangil nadakkum oru pottiyae
Kalai valara jeyikkum isai paadiyae
Idhu raajaavin raajaangam
Pudhu rojaavin boopaalam
Suga sangeetha oorkolam
Varum ullaasa vaibogam
Oru yogamae parisaagumae
Kara oligal kodukkum suga layangalae
Idhazh inikka isaikkum
Ilam pookkalae
Adi eduthu kodukkum
Isai paadalae
Male :Ini arangil nadakkum
Oru pottiyae hoo ooo
Play music sweetly on lips,
O young flowers!
Giving the foundational rhythm,
O musical song!
Here starts a competition in the arena now!
The singer who wins for art to flourish!
This is the kingdom of Raaja,
The morning raga of a fresh rose,
A procession of sweet music,
A joyful celebration unfolding!
Good fortune itself will be the prize,
Sweet rhythms rewarded by rounds of applause!
Play music sweetly on lips,
O young flowers!
Giving the foundational rhythm,
O musical song!
Here starts a competition in the arena now...
To travel to outer space and return,
Sending them up in spacecraft,
And honoring women,
It is only foreign lands!
In presenting dowry and gifts to women,
Renowned for doing so,
India, in its nobility,
Can foreign lands ever match it?
All through time,
Keeping women,
Merely to cook food,
Enslaving women—is that justice?
Man and woman,
In a life lived together,
Becoming the shadow of man,
That serves as protection for women!
A slave to man in a pleasant life,
Where here is the right for a woman?
Equally, man and woman,
This is the land where they live together as one!
Now, for women's status to rise,
We can raise our voice to gain equal rights!
Play music sweetly on lips,
O young flowers!
Giving the foundational rhythm,
O musical song!
Female: Now happening in the arena,
A competition...
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In so many countries,
Competing in races,
The girl P. T. Usha emerged victorious!
Who said no?
Who trained her so well,
That man too is from Kerala,
A local man indeed!
Without any work or purpose,
Waiting by the roadside,
Romeos who ogle at women,
For us going astray,
Sarees like hollow trees,
Truly are the reason!
Blaming and slandering women,
Isn't this the habit of men?
As time goes on, this will be understood,
What the truth really is will be known!
For the future to be right,
Let us rise with heads held high and march forward!
Play music sweetly on lips,
O young flowers!
Giving the foundational rhythm,
O musical song!
Female: Here starts a competition in the arena now!
The singer who wins for art to flourish!
This is the kingdom of Raaja,
The morning raga of a fresh rose,
A procession of sweet music,
A joyful celebration unfolding!
Good fortune itself will be the prize,
Sweet rhythms rewarded by rounds of applause!
Play music sweetly on lips,
O young flowers!
Giving the foundational rhythm,
O musical song!
Male: Now happening in the arena,
A competition, hoo ooo!
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