Текст и перевод песни P. Susheela feat. S. P. Balasubrahmanyam - Naa Rendu Kallaki

Naa Rendu Kallaki

Naa rendu kallaki Naa rendu kallaki puvvula pichi Naa rendu
Pedavulaki muddula pichi Naa rendu chetulaki bhajanala pichi Naa
Vayasu dookudiki sokula pichi Naakemo
Anthuleni valapula pichi valapula pichi.
Naa soku ontiki Naa soku ontiki cheerala pichi
Naa ompu sompulaku rykala pichi

Naa Letha nadumuki kulukula pichi Nuvvante lolona
Okate pichi Oddante neekante naake pichi naake pichi.
Naa cheera kuchallu chaligali sankellu Naa cheera kuchallu chaligali
Sankellu Tagilinchana neeku venaka nunchi Kaugilla chittalu padakinti
Chattalu Kaugilla chittalu padakinti chattalu Nee ollo
Chadivinchu bujjaginchi Vennelanti onti meeda valipo oppinchi

Vennelanti onti meeda valipo oppinchi

Sogusu meda Pannu vesi teesuko meppinchi Ragale teeyanchara Rajyalu
Tagginchave Naa soku ontiki cheerala pichi Naa pedavulaki muddula
Pichi Arey re re re Nadireyi kastalu naakentho istalu Nadireyi
Kastalu naakentho istalu Tappinchu kobeke pakkanunchi Sarasala
Chedugudulo pattala thodugudulo Sarasala chedugudulo pattala
Thodugudulo Ulikinchi palikinchu pulakarinchi Addevaru lenichota
Andame muripinchi Addevaru lenichota andame muripinchi Palapuntha
Andamantha yeluko ika nunchi Thene vana kuripinchave Prema lona
Kariginchara Naa rendu kallaki puvvula pichi Naa rendu pedavulaki
Muddula pichi Naa Letha nadumuki kulukula pichi Nuvvante
Lolona okate pichi Naakemo anthuleni valapula pichi valapula pichi.

Naa Rendu Kallaki

My two cheeks My two cheeks are like buds of flowers My two
Lips are like a cute bud My two hands are like buds of hymns My
Age is like a bud of a flower To me
The creeping blossoms of youth are like blossoms of tender creepers.
My beauty is like a bud My beauty is like a bud of a bitter gourd
My waist is like a bud of a mustard seed

My waist is like the peak of a mountain My look is like a bud
To you alone is a bud To you and me is a bud bud.
My sari is like a string of pearls My ornaments are like flowers
I'll bring you and follow you I'll not let you go
I'll not let you go I'll not let you go I'll learn
By reading and understanding I'll cook and serve onto a plate of a palmyra

I'll cook and serve onto a plate of a palmyra

I'll spread a mat and lay down a pillow and ask for a favor I'll make you eat like a king
My beauty is like a bud of a bitter gourd My lips are like a cute
Bud Oh Oh Oh Why these sorrows Why this desire Why these
Sorrows why this desire With folded hands I'll bow and stand by your side
There is a hill with a stream of honey at every step of the way There is a hill
With a stream of honey at every step of the way Listen observe think
With folded hands I'll bow down With folded hands I'll bow down I'll just float in the
Air and come with you from now on I'll make you lose in the waves of love
My two cheeks are like buds of flowers My two lips are
Like a cute bud My waist is like the peak of a mountain
To you alone is a bud To me the creeping blossoms of youth are like blossoms of tender creepers.