Aadhi Bikshuvu - S. P. Balasubrahmanyam traduction en anglais

Aadhi Bikshuvu

Aadhi Bikshuvu vadinedhi koredhi
Budidhichhe vadinedhi adigedhi
Aadhi Bikshuvu vadinedhi koredhi
Budidhichhe vadinedhi adigedhi
Yedhi koredhi vadinedhi adingnadhi
Yedhi koredhi vadinedhi adingnadhi

Teepi raagaala aa kokilammaku
Nalla rangunalaminavaadi nedhi koredhi
Teepi raagaala aa kokilammaku
Nalla rangunalaminavaadi nedhi koredhi
Karaku gharjanala meghamula meniki
Merupu hangu kurchina vadinedhi adigedhi

Yedhi koredhi vadinedhi adigedhi
Yedhi koredhi vadinedhi adigedhi

Tenelolike poola baalalaku
Moonnaalla ayuvuvichhina vaadinedhi koredhi
Tenelolike poola baalalaku
Moonnaalla ayuvuvichhina vaadinedhi koredhi
Banda raallanu chiraayuga jeevinchamani
Anathichhina vaadinedhi adigedhi

Yedhi koredhi vadinedhi adigedhi
Yedhi koredhi vadinedhi adigedhi

Vara garvamuna moodu lokaala peedimpa
Talapoyu dhanujulanu karuninchinaadu
Vadinedhi adigedhi
Mukha preethi koreti mukku sankarudu
Vadinedhi koredhi
Mukkanti mukkoti
Mukkanti mukkoti thikka sankarudu

Aadhi Bikshuvu vadinedhi koredhi
Budidhichhe vadinedhi adigedhi
Yedhi koredhi vadinedhi adigedhi

The First Beggar

The first beggar asked for it, my love
Buddha granted it, my love, he gave it
The first beggar asked for it, my love
Buddha granted it, my love, he gave it
Whatever he asked for, my love, he got it
Whatever he asked for, my love, he got it

To the sweet-voiced cuckoo, my love
He asked for beautiful colours, you asked for it
To the sweet-voiced cuckoo, my love
He asked for beautiful colours, you asked for it
For the roaring clouds in the sky, my love
He asked for a flash of lightning, you gave it

Whatever he asked for, my love, he got it
Whatever he asked for, my love, he got it

For the children as delicate as flowers, my love
He asked for three months of life, you asked for it
For the children as delicate as flowers, my love
He asked for three months of life, you asked for it
To make the stone dolls live for an era, my love
He granted it, you gave it

Whatever he asked for, my love, he got it
Whatever he asked for, my love, he got it

To torment the three worlds with false pride, my love
He showed mercy to the beheaded demons
You gave it
Asking for facial beauty, the three-eyed Shankar
You asked for it
The three-pointed trident
The three-pointed, three-crore pointed trident of Shankar

The first beggar asked for it, my love
Buddha granted it, my love, he gave it
Whatever he asked for, my love, he got it