Lyrics and translation Kalabhavan Mani - Kannimangha Prayathil

Kannimangha Prayathil

Kannimanga prayathil ninne njan
Kandappol mambazhamakattennu ente punnare.
Mambazhamakattennu Kannimanga prayathil ninne
Njan kandappol mambazhamakattennu ente punnare.
Mambazhamakattennu velleme pulliyulla
Munnunna pavada ethra njan vangi thannu ente punnare.
Ethra njan vangi thannu velleme pulliyulla
Munnunna pavada ethra njan vangi thannu ente punnare.
Ethra njan vangi thannu collegile pokumbo Pala mukham kanumbol
Enneyumortheedane ente punnare enneyumortheedane collegile pokumbo
Pala mukham kanumbol enneyumortheedane ente punnare
Enneyumortheedane thenil kulichalum palil
Kuluchalum kakka velukkilyadee ente punnare.
Kakka velukkilyadee thenil kulichalum palil
Kuluchalum kakka velukkilyadee ente punnare.
Kakka velukkilyadee odunna vandeelu chadi
Kayarumbol veezhathe sookshikane ente punnare.
Veezhathe sookshikane odunna vandeelu chadi
Kayarumbol veezhathe sookshikane ente punnare.
Veezhathe sookshikane innale neeyitta manja churidaru aarude
Kashanedee ente punnare aarude kashanedee innale neeyitta
Manja churidaru aarude kashanedee ente punnare aarude kashanedee

Kannimangha Prayathil

My darling mango, when I saw you,
I thought you were a ripe mango, my darling.
I thought you were a ripe mango, my darling mango, when I saw you,
I thought you were a ripe mango, my darling.
My darling mango, you have a white bodice
How many flowered skirts I bought and gave you, my darling.
How many flowered skirts I bought and gave you, my darling mango,
You have a white bodice, how many flowered skirts I bought and gave you, my darling.
I bought and gave you so many, whenever I go to college, when I see so many faces,
It makes me feel shy, my darling, It makes me feel shy, whenever I go to college,
When I see so many faces, it makes me feel shy, my darling
It makes me feel shy, even when I take a bath in the pond, in the stream,
The crows keep cawing, my darling.
The crows keep cawing, even when I take a bath in the pond, in the stream,
The crows keep cawing, my darling.
The crows keep cawing, the bus I'm riding in,
Sways a little, it won't fall, my darling.
It won't fall, the bus I'm riding in,
Sways a little, it won't fall, my darling.
It won't fall, the yellow churidar you wore yesterday,
Who's is it, my darling, who's is it,
The yellow churidar you wore yesterday, who's is it, my darling, who's is it