♫ Tanglish lyrics
↻ English translation
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Perinpa pechchukkaaran yaaru yaaru koorappaa
Kaippillai koda sollum super star thaanappaa
Aanantha moochchukkaaran kooru kooru yaarappaa
Ketkkaama naadae sollum super star thaenappaa
Aal thottrum paasakkaaran
Avar pola yaarai solla
Paaraatta vaarththai illa
Avar thozhanae unnai paadavae
Sugam kooduthae
Idhai vida perumai kidaiyaathae
Ooho…perinpa pechukkaaran yaaru yaaru koorappaa
Kaippillai kooda sollum super star thaanappaa
Aanantha moochchukkaaran kooru kooru yaarappaa
Ketkkaama naadae sollum super star thaenappaa
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Thalaiyil oorai kaakkum sivanai
Deivam endru solvomae
Boomi thalaiyai kaakkum ivanai
Endrum nenjil vaippomae
Iraivan kaalil oliyai vaiththu
Vendikkolla ellorum
Ivanin kaiyai mudhalil thedi
Pogindromae ennaalum
Ivan kaiyai nambi
Vaazhvai vellum vaazhvin naatkaatti
Ivan aayuthangal vaiththukkollum
Thaanae annaachchi
Iru thalaiyum kanamellaam
Ivanaalae kuraiyaatho
Ivan karuppu thangam vetti
Irukkum kalaiyil theriyaatho
Perinpa pechukkaaran yaaru yaaru koorappaa
Kaippillai kooda sollum super star thaanappaa
Aanantha moochchukkaaran kooru kooru yaarappaa
Ketkkaama naadae sollum super star thaenappaa
Aduththa manithan valarchchikkandu
Magizhum manithaen un polae
Evarum illaiyae ulagil indru
Thalaiyum tharuvaa endraalae
Kuduththa thalaiyai kuraiyaamal
Sedhukkum kalaiyai pettraayae
Mulaiththa mudiyai azhagaai maattri
Varumai pokka kattraayae
Nee kaththarikkolai senkolaakka velai seipavan
Nee soap-u pottu seiy
yum thozhilai vaazhvai velpavan
Azhagaagum mugamellaam un kayin parisaagum
Un azhagu nilaiyam aangal mattum vaazhum arasaangam
Oo…oo…perinpa pechukkaaran yaaru yaaru koorappaa
Kaippillai kooda sollum super star thaanappaa
Aanantha moochchukkaaran kooru kooru yaarappaa
Ketkkaama naadae sollum super star thaenappaa
Aal thottrum paasakkaaran
Avar pola yaarai solla
Paaraatta vaarththai illa
Avar thozhanae unnai paadavae
Sugam kooduthae
Idhai vida perumai kidaiyaathae
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Tell me, who is the man whose words bring pure bliss?
Even a little toddler will say, 'He is the Superstar!'
Tell me, tell me, who is the man whose breath is pure joy?
Without even being asked, the whole land says, 'He is our sweet Superstar!'
He is a man full of genuine warmth and love,
Who can ever be compared to him?
There are no words left to praise him.
O his dear friend, to sing your praise,
Brings such overflowing joy!
There can be no greater pride than this.
Oho... Tell me, who is the man whose words bring pure bliss?
Even a little toddler will say, 'He is the Superstar!'
Tell me, tell me, who is the man whose breath is pure joy?
Without even being asked, the whole land says, 'He is our sweet Superstar!'
...
Lord Shiva holds the sacred waters on his head to protect the world,
And so we revere him as God.
And this man who cares for every head on this earth,
Let us forever hold him close in our hearts.
Before lighting a lamp at God's feet
And offering our prayers,
We all seek his skilled hands first
And visit him every single day.
Trusting in the power of his hands,
He wins each day on life's calendar.
Wielding his tools with pride,
He stands tall on his own, our dear brother!
Doesn't the heavy burden of head and mind
Get eased and lightened by him?
In the way he trims this black gold (dark hair),
Isn't his fine art clearly seen?
Tell me, who is the man whose words bring pure bliss?
Even a little toddler will say, 'He is the Superstar!'
Tell me, tell me, who is the man whose breath is pure joy?
Without even being asked, the whole land says, 'He is our sweet Superstar!'
Looking at another person's growth
And genuinely feeling happy for them—
There is no one else like you in this world today.
When people entrust their heads to you,
Without bringing any harm to the head given to you,
You have mastered the art of shaping it neatly.
Styling grown hair into handsome charm,
You learned how to drive poverty away.
You work turning a pair of scissors into a ruler's scepter,
Lathering soap with honest labor,
You conquer life through your trade.
Every handsome face is a gift of your hands.
Your salon is a little kingdom where men gather.
Oh... Tell me, who is the man whose words bring pure bliss?
Even a little toddler will say, 'He is the Superstar!'
Tell me, tell me, who is the man whose breath is pure joy?
Without even being asked, the whole land says, 'He is our sweet Superstar!'
He is a man full of genuine warmth and love,
Who can ever be compared to him?
There are no words left to praise him.
O his dear friend, to sing your praise,
Brings such overflowing joy!
There can be no greater pride than this.
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