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Vaadaa kannaa
Hari hari gogula krishnaa
Vaadaa kannaa
Hari hari gogula krishnaa
Un mangai ullamthaan
Oru gangai vellamthaan
Un mangai ullamthaan
Oru gangai vellamthaan
Nee neentha vanthaayo
Ennai yaentha vanthaayo
Nee neentha vanthaayo
Ennai yaentha vanthaayo
Siru poova vanthathu ponnaa minnuthu
Vaa vaa endrathu vanthaa nallathu orae santhosham
Vaadi bhaamaa harae harae saththiyabhaamaa
Vaadi bhaamaa harae harae saththiyabhaamaa
Un kannan nenjamthaan
Malar konjum manjamthaan
Un kannan nenjamthaan
Malar konjum manjamthaan
Nee naadi vanthaayo nizhal thedi vanthaayo
Nee naadi vanthaayo nizhal thedi vanthaayo
Ilam maanaa vanthathu meenaa thulluthu
Thaanaa vanthathu thaenaa ponguthu orae sallaapam
Vaadaa kannaa
Hari hari gogula krishnaa
Rajagobalan kuzhalosai kettu
Rathai thirumaeni vaadaathi
Rajagobalan kuzhalosai kettu
Rathai thirumaeni vaadaathi
Kadhal reengaaram kalaiyaatha veenai
Kannan viral meetta vaaraatho
Kadhal reengaaram kalaiyaatha veenai
Kannan viral meetta vaaraatho
Intha radhaa vanthathum
Male :Raagam vanthathu
Female :Naathaa endrathum
Male :Naatham vanthathum
Both :Oraey sangeetham
Vaadaa kannaa
Hari hari gogula krishnaa
Un mangai ullamthaan
Oru gangai vellamthaan
Nee neentha vanthaayo
Ennai yaentha vanthaayo
Siru poova vanthathu ponnaa minnuthu
Vaa vaa endrathu vanthaa nallathu orae santhosham
Vaadi bhaamaa harae harae saththiyabhaamaa
Vaadi bhaamaa harae harae saththiyabhaamaa
Baktha meeraavin paamaalai polae
Paadum thirupaavai neethaano
Baktha meeraavin paamaalai polae
Paadum thirupaavai neethaano
Naalum kaadhodu naan ketkum geethai
Odhum paranthaaman neethaano
Naalum kaadhodu naan ketkum geethai
Odhum paranthaaman neethaano
Oru kodhai vanthathum
Female :koyil kondathum
Male :Bodhai manthiram
Female :Kannil sonnathum
Both :Orae ursaagam
Vaadi bhaamaa harae harae saththiyabhaamaa
Un kannan nenjamthaan
Malar konjum manjamthaan
Nee naadi vanthaayo nizhal thedi vanthaayo
Ilam maanaa vanthathu meenaa thulluthu
Thaanaa vanthathu thaenaa ponguthu orae sallaapam
Come, my Krishna!
Hari Hari, Krishna of Gokulam!
Come, my Krishna!
Hari Hari, Krishna of Gokulam!
Your woman's heart...
...is a flooding river Ganga!
Your woman's heart...
...is a flooding river Ganga!
Did you come to swim in it?
Did you come to hold me close?
Did you come to swim in it?
Did you come to hold me close?
It arrived like a little flower, now it glitters like gold!
It called out "come, come", it is so wonderful you came, pure joy!
Come, my Bhama, Hare Hare Sathyabhama!
Come, my Bhama, Hare Hare Sathyabhama!
Your Krishna's chest...
...is a bed of soft, caressing flowers!
Your Krishna's chest...
...is a bed of soft, caressing flowers!
Did you come seeking it, did you come looking for its shade?
Did you come seeking it, did you come looking for its shade?
She arrived like a gentle deer, and now leaps like a fish!
She came on her own, sweetness overflows like honey, pure playful love!
Come, my Krishna!
Hari Hari, Krishna of Gokulam!
Hearing the music of Rajagopalan's flute,
Radha's lovely form will never wither!
Hearing the music of Rajagopalan's flute,
Radha's lovely form will never wither!
The veena whose hum of love never fades,
Won't Krishna's fingers come to pluck its strings?
The veena whose hum of love never fades,
Won't Krishna's fingers come to pluck its strings?
When this Radha arrived,
Male: A sweet melody was born!
Female: When she called out to her lord,
Male: Divine music resonated!
Both: It is pure harmony!
Come, my Krishna!
Hari Hari, Krishna of Gokulam!
Your woman's heart...
...is a flooding river Ganga!
Did you come to swim in it?
Did you come to hold me close?
It arrived like a little flower, now it glitters like gold!
It called out "come, come", it is so wonderful you came, pure joy!
Come, my Bhama, Hare Hare Sathyabhama!
Come, my Bhama, Hare Hare Sathyabhama!
Like the garland of songs sung by devotee Meera,
Are you the sacred song of Thiruppavai?
Like the garland of songs sung by devotee Meera,
Are you the sacred song of Thiruppavai?
The Gita that I listen to every day,
Are you the supreme Lord who recites it?
The Gita that I listen to every day,
Are you the supreme Lord who recites it?
When this loving girl arrived,
Female: And made a temple in your heart,
Male: An intoxicating spell,
Female: When spoken through the eyes,
Both: It is pure excitement!
Come, my Bhama, Hare Hare Sathyabhama!
Your Krishna's chest...
...is a bed of soft, caressing flowers!
Did you come seeking it, did you come looking for its shade?
She arrived like a gentle deer, and now leaps like a fish!
She came on her own, sweetness overflows like honey, pure playful love!
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