Текст и перевод песни K. S. Chithra feat. S. P. Balasubrahmanyam - Oyinaa Thilothama

Oyinaa Thilothama

Oyinaa thilottamaa odilo vasanthamaa
Odige vayyarama poo bhanamaa
Egase tharangamaa edalo mrudhangamaa egire pathangamaa
Naa pranamaa
Olipiri nadumu meeda cheyi saganee
Sogasari layala meeda ninnu cheranee
Oyinaa thilottamaa odilo vasanthamaa
Odige vayyarama poo bhanamaa
Egase tharangamaa edalo mrudhangamaa egire pathangamaa
Naa pranamaa

Ninnu antukoka kannulantukoka
Eragani ruchine Kori edutapaddane
Paadu siggu poka neeku chikkaleka
Valapula badilo Nene venuka paddane
Buggala mandaralu moggala singaralu
Paitala bangaralu nave levamma
Nachevanni ichanante rechipotavu
Podarillallo porataneevela
Oyinaa thilottamaa odilo vasanthamaa
Odige vayyarama poo bhanamaa
Egase tharangamaa edalo mrudhangamaa egire pathangamaa
Naa pranamaa

Kodegali veechi Naa pongularabosi
Sogasula gudilo neeke Ganta kottale
Roopu Rekha soki Naa oopirantha aagi
Aligina Devi yede haratichane
Andani akashalu pondani anandalu
Jabili sangeethalu nenu vinnale
Nuvvu nenu puvvu navvu okkatayyaka
Cheli thenello snanalade vela
Oyinaa thilottamaa odilo vasanthamaa
Odige vayyarama poo bhanamaa
Egase tharangamaa edalo mrudhangamaa egire pathangamaa
Naa pranamaa
Olipiri nadumu meeda cheyi saganee
Sogasari layala meeda ninnu cheranee

Oyinaa Thilothama

Oh, divine beauty, come dance in the spring,
Bringing fragrance of flowers to the garden.
Like the rippling waves, the rhythm of your dance, beating like drums,
Is my soul's delight.
Your hands, like flowers, move with grace upon the stage,
And your melodies, like honey, sweeten my soul.
Oh, divine beauty, come dance in the spring,
Bringing fragrance of flowers to the garden.
Like the rippling waves, the rhythm of your dance, beating like drums,
Is my soul's delight.

I long to touch you, to gaze upon your face,
To capture your beauty within my heart's embrace.
Your shyness paints your cheeks with crimson hue,
As I pursue you, like the moon pursues the dew.
Your body adorned with jewels, your hair like fragrant flowers,
You are a goddess come to bless my eyes.
Your love is a gift, a treasure I will hold,
And cherish it forever, until my heart grows old.
Oh, divine beauty, come dance in the spring,
Bringing fragrance of flowers to the garden.
Like the rippling waves, the rhythm of your dance, beating like drums,
Is my soul's delight.

The fragrance of your breath, like jasmine in bloom,
In your eyes, I see my dreams find their tomb.
Your beauty, like a melody, fills my soul with bliss,
Oh, divine one, your love is my true kiss.
The heavens above sing in harmony with me,
For in your embrace, I find my destiny.
You and I, like petals of a flower, entwined,
In the bath of love, our souls forever refined.
Oh, divine beauty, come dance in the spring,
Bringing fragrance of flowers to the garden.
Like the rippling waves, the rhythm of your dance, beating like drums,
Is my soul's delight.
Your hands, like flowers, move with grace upon the stage,
And your melodies, like honey, sweeten my soul.