Текст и перевод песни Hariharan - Aarada Ondu Gaya - From "Jatta"

Aarada Ondu Gaya - From "Jatta"

Aarada ondu haleya gaaya
Nenapina shilube horeside
Kooruva praasa padave maaya
Jeevada layava kediside
Novillada geluvellide
Saavillada mane yellide
Iruva bhaagya mareva jeevave
Serada nadiya dadagalindu
Battida nadiya shapiside
Aarada ondu haleya gaaya
Nenapina shilube horeside
Kalligu uliya pettu beku
bereya roopa padeyalu modaku bisila taapa beku
dhariniya hasiva tanisalu
Bekide ondu kai namma bhramegrasta kanna tereso
Shashwata novina sukhavanu thoro
Serada nadiya dadagalindu
battida nadiya shapiside
Aarada ondu haleya gaaya
Nenapina shilube horeside
Kanasina nijava jagadi kaano
Hambala hurupu tandide
Kaaduva gunada laali haadu niyamada nidire kedeside
Gelluva saayuva innu beraava dari illa
Uriyuva kanasina hasividu nodo
Aarada ondu haleya gaaya nenapina shilube horeside
Kooruva praasa padave maaya jeevada layava kediside
Novillada geluvellide saavillada mane yellide
Iruva bhaagya mareva jeevave
Serada nadiya dadagalindu battida nadiya shapiside
Aarada ondu haleya gaayu nenapina shilube horeside
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A Fresh Flower from My Heart - From "Jatta"

My dear, a fresh flower from my heart
Is swaying before my eyes in memory
Its petals are soft with the curse of time
And life's melody dances around it
It blooms without any care
Its home is in the heart without a roof
Each of us seeks such good fortune
A river of joy flows
A river of pain flows
My dear, a fresh flower from my heart
Is swaying before my eyes in memory
We must adorn ourselves with its fragrance
We must endure its pain and bask in its beauty
Its smile is the laughter of the world
We must hold on to it with both hands, my bewildered love
Its happiness is eternal and new
A river of joy flows
A river of pain flows
My dear, a fresh flower from my heart
Is swaying before my eyes in memory
My love, this world is the image of our dreams
Our hearts beat in rhythm
The echoes of the forest's virtues reverberate in our song
The evening's shadows are still here
Look at the smiling face of your dream
My dear, a fresh flower from my heart is swaying before my eyes in memory
Its petals are soft with the curse of time, and life's melody dances around it
It blooms without any care, its home is in the heart without a roof
Each of us seeks such good fortune
A river of joy flows, a river of pain flows
My dear, a fresh flower from my heart is swaying before my eyes in memory
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