♫ Tanglish lyrics
↻ English translation
Maina kunjo manga pinjo
Acho achacha ohh
Coorg orange oh
Kovai ven panjo
World beauty ku
Vittu challenge oh
Ilamai nenjo iruvathanjo..
Acho achacha ohh
Azhagai kandachoo
Aasai undachoo
Vanna poovaithan
Varudum vandachoo
Paalum than kalaachoo
Panjanai mullachoo
Pathu naal thookam kettu
Poyae poyachoo
Vennila theeyachoo
Penilla noiyachoo
Ettu jhan odumukulla
Etho achooo
Hei maina kunjo manga pinjo
Acho achacha ohh
Coorg orange oh
Kovai ven panjo
World beauty ku
Vittu challenge oh
Kathi indriyae
Ratham indriyae
Kannil vettalama
Kayam patta en
Kaadhal nenjukku
Kattu poda vaama
Kaadhal enbathu
Kashmir pondrathu
Oindhidathu yudhtham
Kadasi varaiyilae
Ketkum ingu thaan
Kattil aadum satham
Unna naan alli thaan
Ullathil thalli thaan
Poduven dindukal
Poottu onnu thaan
Naama than onaagha
Naduellam kondada
Podalam sivagasi
Vettu onnu thaan
Maina kunjo manga pinjo
Acho achacha ohh
Coorg orange oh
Kovai ven panjo
Female :Vanna poovai thaan
Varudum vandu aachoo
Kandaswamiyum krishnaswamiyum
Rendu perai kondaan
Indha swamiyo rendu kangalal
Unnai mattum undaan
Ondru pona pin
Ondru vanthathil
Kutram enna raaja
Vanna mullai thaan
Vaadi ponathal
Vandha indha roja
Vaadham thaan pannura
Vakkila ennura
Unmaiyil neeyum oru
Kannagi thaan
Eppovum ennai nee
Thedum nilavu aagiren
Vekkavae maatal indha
Naayagi thaan
Maina kunjo manga pinjo
Acho achacha ohh
Coorg orange oh
Kovai ven panjo
World beauty ku
Vittu challenge oh
Ilamai nenjo iruvathanjo..
Acho achacha ohh
Azhagai kandachoo
Aasai undachoo
Vanna poovaithan
Varudum vandachoo
Paalum than kalaachoo
Panjanai mullachoo
Pathu naal thookam kettu
Poyae poyachoo
Vennila theeyachoo
Penilla noiyachoo
Ettu jhan odumukulla
Etho achooo
Are you a baby myna or a tender raw mango?
Oh my, oh dear, oh!
Are you a sweet Coorg orange,
Or soft white cotton from Kovai?
Throwing down a challenge
To Miss World herself?
Is your youthful heart just twenty-five?
Oh my, oh dear, oh!
Did you catch sight of this beauty?
Did desire awaken in your heart?
For this colorful flower,
Did you become the caressing bee?
Has sweet milk lost its taste?
Has your soft bed turned into thorns?
Has your sleep been ruined
And vanished for ten whole days?
Has the cool moonlight turned to fire?
Has love-sickness for a woman struck you?
Inside this eight-span body of yours,
Has something strange happened?
Hey, are you a baby myna or a tender raw mango?
Oh my, oh dear, oh!
Are you a sweet Coorg orange,
Or soft white cotton from Kovai?
Throwing down a challenge
To Miss World herself?
Without any knife,
Without spilling any blood,
Can you slash me with your eyes?
For my wounded,
Love-struck heart,
Come and tie a bandage, my girl!
This thing called love
Is just like Kashmir,
The battle here will never cease!
Until the very end,
The only sound heard here
Will be the rocking of our bed!
Gathering you up in my arms
And tucking you inside my heart,
I will put a sturdy Dindigul
Lock on you!
When the two of us unite,
For the whole land to celebrate,
We will burst a grand
Sivakasi firecracker!
Are you a baby myna or a tender raw mango?
Oh my, oh dear, oh!
Are you a sweet Coorg orange,
Or soft white cotton from Kovai?
Female: For this colorful flower,
Did you become the caressing bee?
Both Lord Kandasamy and Lord Krishnasamy
Took two wives each!
But this master, with his two eyes,
Has feasted only on you!
After one has passed away,
When another enters your life,
What wrong is there, my king?
Since that sweet jasmine
Has withered away,
This fresh rose has arrived!
You argue your case so cleverly,
Do you think you are a lawyer?
Truly, you are as devoted
As Kannagi (legendary faithful wife) herself!
I will always be the moon
That you come searching for,
She will never let you wait,
This lady of your heart!
Are you a baby myna or a tender raw mango?
Oh my, oh dear, oh!
Are you a sweet Coorg orange,
Or soft white cotton from Kovai?
Throwing down a challenge
To Miss World herself?
Is your youthful heart just twenty-five?
Oh my, oh dear, oh!
Did you catch sight of this beauty?
Did desire awaken in your heart?
For this colorful flower,
Did you become the caressing bee?
Has sweet milk lost its taste?
Has your soft bed turned into thorns?
Has your sleep been ruined
And vanished for ten whole days?
Has the cool moonlight turned to fire?
Has love-sickness for a woman struck you?
Inside this eight-span body of yours,
Has something strange happened?
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