♫ Tanglish lyrics
↻ English translation
Lussula J bussula
Vathsalaikku vethala pathala
Seattula back seattula
Rukmanikku vikkalu nikkala
Ekku dhammula
Jingu jaakku jimmula
Nalla thaalam nee
Pottukko drummula drummula
Lussula J bussula
Vathsalaikku vethala pathala
Seattula back seattula
Rukmanikku vikkalu nikkala
Tholukkoru poo maala
Naan thoduthu thaaren vaadi
Velaikkoru paamaala thaan
Padikka pogum jodi
Kaalamum neramum
Kilu kilungudhu
Seendudhu thoondudhu
Kisu kisungudhu
Kangalum kaigalum
Thuru thurungudhu
Killaiya mullaiya
Thodu thodungudhu
Saaraladikka
Mazhai thooraladikka
Oram povomaa
Vaarae vaa kissukku kissukku
Lussula J bussula
Vathsalaikku vethala pathala
Seattula back seattula
Rukmanikku vikkalu nikkala
Ekku dhammula
Jingu jaakku jimmula
Nalla thaalam nee
Pottukko drummula drummula
Lussula J bussula
Vathsalaikku vethala pathala
Seattula back seattula
Rukmanikku vikkalu nikkala
Vaalibathil solaikku
Veli katti poda yaaru
Ulla neram kaattaaru
Odi varum vegam paaru
Ilamaiyum inimaiyum
Ingirukkudhu
Idhai vida sorgamum
Engirukkudhu
Unakkena enakkena
Pangirukkudhu
Edukkavum kodukkavum
Thembirukkudhu
Mogam irukka
Oru dhaagam edukka
Oram povomaa
Vaarae vaa kissukku kissukku
Lussula J bussula
Vathsalaikku vethala pathala
Seattula back seattula
Rukmanikku vikkalu nikkala
Ekku dhammula
Jingu jaakku jimmula
Nalla thaalam nee
Pottukko drummula drummula
Lussula J bussula
Vathsalaikku vethala pathala
Seattula back seattula
Rukmanikku vikkalu nikkala
Lassu-la jey bussu-la,
Vatsala did not get enough betel leaves,
On the seat, right on the back seat,
Rukmani's hiccups just will not stop!
With boundless energy,
With a lively groove in the gym,
Beat out a fine rhythm,
On the drums, on the drums!
Lassu-la jey bussu-la,
Vatsala did not get enough betel leaves,
On the seat, right on the back seat,
Rukmani's hiccups just will not stop!
A garland of flowers for your shoulders,
I will string and bring to you, come here, girl!
A garland of songs for every moment,
We are the pair that will sing them together.
The mood and the moment
Are bubbling with excitement,
Teasing and tempting us,
Whispering sweet secrets.
Our eyes and our hands
Are restless with longing,
Is it a tender branch or a jasmine flower?
Inviting softly, 'Touch me, touch me!'
As the cool mist sprays,
As the gentle rain drizzles,
Shall we slip away to a quiet corner?
Come on, wow, for a kiss, for a kiss!
Lassu-la jey bussu-la,
Vatsala did not get enough betel leaves,
On the seat, right on the back seat,
Rukmani's hiccups just will not stop!
With boundless energy,
With a lively groove in the gym,
Beat out a fine rhythm,
On the drums, on the drums!
Lassu-la jey bussu-la,
Vatsala did not get enough betel leaves,
On the seat, right on the back seat,
Rukmani's hiccups just will not stop!
Around the garden of youth,
Who could ever put up a fence?
Like a wild river rushing in,
Look at the speed with which it flows!
Youthfulness and sweetness
Are right here,
A paradise better than this,
Where else could it be?
For you and for me,
There is a joyful share,
To take and to give,
There is plenty of strength.
With desire stirring,
With a sweet thirst rising,
Shall we slip away to a quiet corner?
Come on, wow, for a kiss, for a kiss!
Lassu-la jey bussu-la,
Vatsala did not get enough betel leaves,
On the seat, right on the back seat,
Rukmani's hiccups just will not stop!
With boundless energy,
With a lively groove in the gym,
Beat out a fine rhythm,
On the drums, on the drums!
Lassu-la jey bussu-la,
Vatsala did not get enough betel leaves,
On the seat, right on the back seat,
Rukmani's hiccups just will not stop!
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