Текст и перевод песни K. S. Chithra - Pon Veene Ennullil

Pon Veene Ennullil

Mmmm.mmmm nadham nalkuu
Ponveene ennullil mounam vaanguu
Janmangal pulkum nin naadham nalkuu
Dhoothum peri
Neengum megham
Mannin ekum
Etho kavyam
Hamsangal paadunna geetham iniyuminiyumaruleeee
Ponveene ennullil mounam vangu
Janmangal pulkum nin naadham nalkuu

Venmathikala choodum
Vinnin chaaruthayil
Poomchirakukal nedi vaanin athirukal thedi
Parannerunnuu manam marannadunnu
Swapnangal neythum
Navarathnangal peythum
Swapnangal neythum
Navarathnangal peythum
Ariyaathe ariyaathe amritha sarassin karayil
Ponveene ennullil mounam vanguu
Janmangal pulkum nin nadham nalkuu

Chenthalirukalolum kanyaavaadikayil
Maaninakale nokki kayyil karukayumaayi
Varam nedunnu swayam varam kollunnoo
Hemantham pole
Navavaasantham pole
Hemantham pole
Navavaasantham pole
Layam pole nalam pole ariya haritha giriyil
Ponveene ennullil mounam vanguu
Janmangal pulkum nin nadham nalkuu
Dhoothum peri
Neengum megham
Mannin ekum
Etho kaavyam
Hamsangal paadunna geetham iniyuminiyumaruleeee

Mhmm mmm mm mounam vangu
Mhmm mmm mm nafham nalku

Pon Veene Ennullil

My darling, hear the tune of your heart.
In my soul, the golden rays whisper.
May your voice echo in my soul and give birth to new life.
We are the dust
You are the clouds
We are the soil
This poetry
Is a song sung by swans, sweeter than life itself
In my soul, the golden rays whisper.
May your voice echo in my soul and give birth to new life.

Look at the twilight
In the beauty of the sky
Butterflies dance, seeking the fragrance of flowers
Our hearts are bound forever
Our dreams blossoming
Our souls entwined
Our dreams blossoming
Our souls entwined
Unknowingly, on the shore of the ocean of nectar
In my soul, the golden rays whisper.
May your voice echo in my soul and give birth to new life.

In the blossoming flowers, in the damsel's smile
The doe looks at her mate
A boon is given, a boon is sought
Like the cold winter
Like the spring
Like the cold winter
Like the spring
Like the rhythm, like the goodness, in the unknown green hills
In my soul, the golden rays whisper.
May your voice echo in my soul and give birth to new life.
We are the dust
You are the clouds
We are the soil
This poetry
Is a song sung by swans, sweeter than life itself

Darling, hear the silence
Darling, hear the music