♫ Tanglish lyrics
↻ English translation
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Therkaththi seemakkaari
Themmaangu paattukaari
Machchaan maelae paattu katti paadu
Sonthamulla jodi thedi
Suththuthu ilaiya manasu
Mottu vitta sambavan enakku pudhusu
Therkkaththi seemakkaaraa
Themmaangu paattukkaaraa
Thirunelveli paattu onnu paadu
Sonthamulla jodi thedi
Suththuthu ilaiya manasu
Mottu vitta sambavan enakku pudhusu
Maanthoppil maangaa thantha
Machchaankaaram ivanthaanaa
Malluvetti katti vanthaan
Mallukatta viduvenaa
Paavaadai sariya sariya
Payanthu ponava ivathaanaa
Uluthangali thinnu vantha pachchakkili neethaanaa
Machchaan unna ninaikkaiyil
Thudikkuthu adi vayiru
Male :Mayilae unna nenaikkaiyil
Odharuthu en ushuru
Paai pottu paduththaalum
Thondaikkulla sikkikkittu
Thavikkuthu un nenaippu…
Suththuthu ilaiya manasu
Mottu vitta sambavan enakku pudhusu
Suththuthu ilaiya manasu
Mottu vitta sambavan enakku pudhusu
: Haan…aa…therkaththi seemakkaari
Themmaangu paattukaari
Machchaan maelae paattu katti paadu
Sonthamulla jodi thedi
Suththuthu ilaiya manasu
Mottu vitta sambavan enakku pudhusu
……………
Kuththa vachcha ponnukkaaga
Kudisai katti thanthaenae
Kudiyirukka nenjukullae
Kottai katti vachchenae
Aa….chiththiraiyil odai pola
Kaanju kaanju ninnaenae
Aadi maasa vellam pola
Alli poga vanthaayae
Azhagae unna usurukkula
Uli kondu ezhuthi vachchaen
Female :Machchan manja kulikkaiyil
Manasaiyum nanachchu vachchaen
Uravellam thaduththaalum
Vittu vachcha naaththa vanthu
Nattu vaikka thuninchurukkaen
Suththuthu ilaiya manasu
Mottu vitta sambavan enakku pudhusu
Suththuthu ilaiya manasu
Mottu vitta sambavan enakku pudhusu
Yae….therkaththi seemakkaari
Themmaangu paattukaari
Machchaan maelae paattu katti paadu
Sonthamulla jodi thedi
Suththuthu ilaiya manasu
Mottu vitta sambavan enakku pudhusu
Mmmm….therkkaththi seemakkaaraa
Themmaangu paattukkaaraa
Thirunelveli paattu onnu paadu
Sonthamulla jodi thedi
Suththuthu ilaiya manasu
Mottu vitta sambavan enakku pudhusu
Vanthathu panguni theru
Nenjukulla thaamirabharani aaru….
...
Girl from the southern lands,
Singer of sweet folk songs,
Make up a song about your sweetheart and sing!
Searching for my rightful match,
My young heart spins with joy.
This feeling of blossoming into youth is brand new to me.
Boy from the southern lands,
Singer of sweet folk songs,
Sing a lively song from Tirunelveli!
Searching for my rightful match,
My young heart spins with joy.
This feeling of blossoming into youth is brand new to me.
The one who plucked mangoes for me in the orchard,
Is this that very sweetheart of mine?
He came dressed in a fine white dhoti,
Will I ever let him go without a playful tussle?
As her skirt slipped down,
Is she the girl who grew flustered and shy?
Are you that tender green parrot raised on hearty black-gram porridge?
Sweetheart, whenever I think of you,
Butterflies flutter deep in my stomach.
My peacock, when I think of you,
My very soul trembles with longing.
Even when I lie down on my mat to sleep,
Getting caught tight in my throat,
The thought of you makes me ache with yearning...
My young heart spins with joy,
This feeling of blossoming into youth is brand new to me.
My young heart spins with joy,
This feeling of blossoming into youth is brand new to me.
Ah... Girl from the southern lands,
Singer of sweet folk songs,
Make up a song about your sweetheart and sing!
Searching for my rightful match,
My young heart spins with joy.
This feeling of blossoming into youth is brand new to me.
...
For the girl who has blossomed into womanhood,
I built a cozy little hut!
And to give you a home inside my heart,
I built a grand fortress!
Ah... like a stream dried up in the peak of summer,
I stood parched and waiting.
Like the sudden monsoon floods of Aadi,
You rushed in to sweep me away!
My beautiful girl, deep inside my soul,
I carved your name with a chisel.
Sweetheart, while taking my turmeric bath,
I drenched my heart in thoughts of you too.
Even if all our relatives stand in our way,
This tender sapling left to be grown,
I am determined to plant and nurture it with you!
My young heart spins with joy,
This feeling of blossoming into youth is brand new to me.
My young heart spins with joy,
This feeling of blossoming into youth is brand new to me.
Hey... Girl from the southern lands,
Singer of sweet folk songs,
Make up a song about your sweetheart and sing!
Searching for my rightful match,
My young heart spins with joy.
This feeling of blossoming into youth is brand new to me.
Mmm... Boy from the southern lands,
Singer of sweet folk songs,
Sing a lively song from Tirunelveli!
Searching for my rightful match,
My young heart spins with joy.
This feeling of blossoming into youth is brand new to me.
The festive temple chariot has arrived,
And the Thamirabarani river flows gently within my heart...
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