♫ Tanglish lyrics
↻ English translation
Unthan kaaviya medaiyilae
Naan kavithaigal ezhuthugiraen
Unthan kaaviya medaiyilae
Naan kavithaigal ezhuthugiraen
Antha kamanin poojaiyilae
Naan moganam paadugiraen
Unthan kaaviya medaiyilae
Naan kavithaigal ezhuthugiraen
Paalmozhi pani mozhiyaalae
Dhinam pesidum paingili polae
Oru naalvagai therinil yaeri
Naan naadi vanthaen unnai thaedi
Iruvel vizhi meen vizhiyaalae
Nee yaeviya poonganai kodi
Iruvel vizhi meen vizhiyaalae
Nee yaeviya poonganai kodi
Oru maanikkam poongodi thedi
Naam mayangiduvom vilaiyaadi
Unthan kaaviya medaiyilae
Naan kavithaigal ezhuthugiraen
Antha kamanin poojaiyilae
Naan moganam paadugiraen
Unthan kaaviya medaiyilae
Naan kavithaigal ezhuthugiraen
Aarena odidum vellam
Adhil aayiram pesidum ullam
Aarena odidum vellam
Adhil aayiram pesidum ullam
Kuyil oorvalam pogindra neram
Idhazh oramellaam tamil saaram
En thaaimozhi enbathu naanam
Nee thanthathuthaan pudhu gaanam
En thaaimozhi enbathu naanam
Nee thanthathuthaan pudhu gaanam
Thiru vaaimozhi yaen innum venum
Un vaalipa paarvaigal pothum
Unthan kaaviya medaiyilae
Naan kavithaigal ezhuthugiraen
Antha kamanin poojaiyilae
Naan moganam paadugiraen
Maangani saarodu thaenum
Tharum manthiram unnidam thondrum
Yaengiya kaalangal poga
Naam inainthiruppom sugamaaga
Kalaimaanidam vaangiya saayal
Adhil kaanbathu maragatha vaasal
En kaanikkaiyaai vantha maadhu
Enai kalanthirunthaal inai yaedhu
Unthan kaaviya medaiyilae
Naan kavithaigal ezhuthugiraen
Male :Antha kamanin poojaiyilae
Naan moganam paadugiraen
Upon the stage of your grand poem,
I am writing verses.
Upon the stage of your grand poem,
I am writing verses.
In the worship of Kama (the god of love),
I sing a melody of desire.
Upon the stage of your grand poem,
I am writing verses.
With words sweet as milk and cool as morning dew,
like a green parrot speaking every day,
riding upon a grand chariot,
I came searching for you.
With eyes sharp as spears and swift as fish,
you aimed countless flower-arrows at me.
With eyes sharp as spears and swift as fish,
you aimed countless flower-arrows at me.
Like a precious ruby meeting a flowering vine,
let us lose ourselves in playful romance.
Upon the stage of your grand poem,
I am writing verses.
In the worship of Kama (the god of love),
I sing a melody of desire.
Upon the stage of your grand poem,
I am writing verses.
Like a flood rushing down a river,
a thousand feelings stir within my heart.
Like a flood rushing down a river,
a thousand feelings stir within my heart.
At the hour when the cuckoos go flying in chorus,
the sweetness of Tamil touches the edge of your lips.
Modesty has always been my mother tongue,
yet you have given me a brand-new song.
Modesty has always been my mother tongue,
yet you have given me a brand-new song.
Why do we still need spoken words?
Your youthful glances are more than enough.
Upon the stage of your grand poem,
I am writing verses.
In the worship of Kama (the god of love),
I sing a melody of desire.
Like ripe mango nectar blended with honey,
a magical charm radiates from you.
Now that the days of longing have passed,
let us be united in joyful bliss.
With a gentle grace borrowed from a deer,
revealing an emerald gateway of beauty,
this woman who came as a blessed gift to me—
once she joins with me, what could ever match our joy?
Upon the stage of your grand poem,
I am writing verses.
In the worship of Kama (the god of love),
I sing a melody of desire.
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