Текст и перевод песни P. Jayachandran - Thanga Manassu (Male Vocals)

Thanga Manassu (Male Vocals)

Thankamanassu amma manassu
Muttathe thulasi pole
Ee thiru munnil vannu ninnaal njaan
Ambaadi paikidaavu
Kodi paavuduthu kani thaalavumayi
Vishu kaineettamen kaiyil tharumbol
Ente mizhi randum nirayum njaan
Thozhuthu kaalil veezhum
Thankamanassu amma manassu
Muttathe thulasi pole
Ee muttathe thulasi pole

Sindhoora pottu thodumbol
Ee nalla neettiyilennum sooryanudhichirunnu
Pandennum sooryanudhichirunnu
Vaalsalya thirayilakum ee sneha kadalilennum
Chippi vilayumallo karunathan muthu pozhiyumallo
Ona nilavalle ammayennum nanma malaralle
Aare kandalum avarellam ammakku kunjungal
Njaanum ee ammakk ponnunni
Ennum ponnunni
Thankamanassu amma manassu
Muttathe thulasi pole
Ee muttathe thulasi pole

Dhareena dheeraana dhareena dheeraana

Nanaazhi kanavinullil nazhoori punchiriyund
Navorkudam pole ponthivarum naamakkilikalund
Ammakk koottu nadakkaan punnaara paikkalund
Akkare ikkarekk kadathinorambili thoniyund
Veede veedennu mozhiyile naade naadennu
Aarundennaalum ammathan koode njaanund
Nizhalaayi raapakal koode njaanund
Ennum njaanund

Thankamanassu amma manassu
Muttathe thulasi pole
Ee thiru munnil vannu ninnaal njaan
Ambaadi paikidaavu
Kodi paavuduthu kani thaalavumayi
Vishu kaineettamen kaiyil tharumbol
Ente mizhi randum nirayum njaan
Thozhuthu kaalil veezhum
Thankamanassu amma manassu
Muttathe thulasi pole
Ee thiru munnil vannu ninnaal njaan
Ambaadi paikidaavu
Njaan ambaadi paikidaavu

Golden Heart (Male Vocals)

My mother's heart, a golden heart
Like the sacred basil plant
Before this holy presence, I come to you
With folded hands
My body may grow old, but my heart stays young
When you place the Vishu gift in my hands
My eyes fill with tears
I bow down at your feet
My mother's heart, a golden heart
Like the sacred basil plant
Like the sacred basil plant

When you apply the vermilion dot
In this auspicious moment, the sun rises
Indeed, the sun rises
In the ocean of love, in the waves of affection
Like shells playing, like pearls falling
My mother, the light of Onam, the flower of goodness
Whoever sees her, they become her children
And I am your golden child
Your golden child
My mother's heart, a golden heart
Like the sacred basil plant
Like the sacred basil plant

Brave and strong, brave and strong

In the depths of my dreams, your gaze shines
Like a golden lamp, your name illuminates
There's a place where we gather, where your love flows
On the boat of your affection, we cross the rough seas
From home to home, in every language
Wherever I go, I'm always with my mother
By my side, day and night
Always with me

My mother's heart, a golden heart
Like the sacred basil plant
Before this holy presence, I come to you
With folded hands
My body may grow old, but my heart stays young
When you place the Vishu gift in my hands
My eyes fill with tears
I bow down at your feet
My mother's heart, a golden heart
Like the sacred basil plant
Before this holy presence, I come to you
With folded hands
With folded hands