Текст и перевод песни S. P. Balasubrahmanyam - Krushivunte

Krushivunte

Manishai puttina vaadu karad mattibomm
Pattudale vunte kagald maro brahma
Krishi unte manushulu rishulavutaru maha purushulavutaru
Taratralaki targani valeugavutharu ilvelupulavutaru

Adugo atade valmiki bratuku vet ataniki
Ati bhayankar yamakinkar advi jantuul polity
Adugo atade valmiki
Paal pittal janta valpu tenel panta pandinchukuni parvishinchi poye vela
Aa pakshul jantak guri pettad
Oka pakshini nela kulchadu
Janta basin pakshi kant pongin gang thana kantilo pong manasu karganga
Aa shokanlo oka shloka palike aa chikati yedalo deepam welige
Karku boyade antarinchaga kaviga atdu avatarinchaga
Manishi atanilo melkonnad
Kadku maharshe ayinad
Navras bharita ramuni charita jagatiki atdu panchin amrit
Aa valmiki mee vaadu milone vunnad
Aksharmai mee manasu valigite milone untad
Anduke
Krishi vunte manushulu rishulavutaru maha purushulavutaru
Taratralaki targani valeugavutharu ilvelupulavutaru

Ekalavyudantene aduruleni bana thiruguleni dikshaki atade pranam
Kulam takkuvani vile nerpani guru bommaga migiladu
Bomm gurutuga chesuconi baan vidulo perigadu
Hutahutini dronudp tatalumani tarli vachi
Pakshapat buddito dakshin immannad
Eduta nilichin guruni padmanti
Amivvgalvadnane ekalavy
Botnarelivvamane kapati aa dron
Valleyne shishy chelle dronuni mudupu
Arukalvadu ayitenemi gurikal wade mongadu
Velunichchi thana villunu videchi veluvuga ila valigadu
Anduke
Krishi vunte manushulu rishulavutaru maha purushulavutaru
Taratralaki targani valeugavutharu ilvelupulavutaru

Shabari
Intakalm vechinadi ee pilupuke shabari
Aash karuvidi adugu tarbadi rampadamu kannadi
Vangipoin nadumutho nagumomu churg lek ap
Kanul niridi
Aa ram padamu kadiginadi shabari
Padmul originadi shabari
Prema mirg ramupp shabari talli kanulu tudichi
Kori kori shabari korikin dor pands arginche
Ambe angili gang kanna minnga bhavinchin
Raghuramdentati dhanyudo aa shabaridentati punyamo
Ambe evvaro kad suma aadbaduch mee jatki
Jati ratnamulu andarendaro mileo kalari natiki
Adivini putti perigina kadhale akhil bharatiki hartulu
Nagariktlo sago charitalo mire maku saradhulu
Anduke
Krishi vunte manushulu rishulavutaru maha purushulavutaru
Taratralaki targani valeugavutharu ilvelupulavutaru

Cultivation

The one who moulded man from clay, my love,
If he has devotion, he becomes another Brahma.
With cultivation, men become sages, great men, my dear,
They reach for the stars, become like celestial beings.

Once upon a time, Valmiki, a hunter, darling,
A most fearsome Yamakinkar, a terror to animals and birds alike.
Once upon a time, Valmiki,
Drinking milk, the public's wealth, spreading jaggery, entered and left.
Those birds taught the public a lesson,
One bird was shot down.
The public wept for the bird, sweetheart, the Ganges of grief flowed in their hearts.
In that sorrow, a verse was born, in that small spark, a lamp was lit.
The one who couldn't speak, became a poet, an incarnation of poetry.
Humanity awakened within him, my love,
The hunter became a great sage.
The nine emotions filled Rama's story, the nectar he gave to the world.
That Valmiki, he's still with us, my dear,
If your mind is inclined towards letters, he's within you.
Therefore,
With cultivation, men become sages, great men, sweetheart,
They reach for the stars, become like celestial beings.

Ekalavya, without a formal teacher, without a proper initiation, my love, he saluted his guru.
Unable to decline his caste, he made a clay statue of his desired guru.
Considering the statue as his guru, he excelled in archery.
The quickly approaching Drona, hearing the barking dog,
Asked for his right thumb as Gurudakshina.
Standing respectfully before his guru,
Without a word, Ekalavya,
Without hesitation, cut off his thumb, my dear, he gave it to Drona.
To make Arjuna the best archer, Drona's cruel act.
Though disabled, he became greater than his teacher.
Leaving behind his bow, he moved on, suffering in this way, sweetheart.
Therefore,
With cultivation, men become sages, great men, darling,
They reach for the stars, become like celestial beings.

Shabari,
Having waited so long for this moment, Shabari,
Yearned to see Rama's feet.
With aged body and wrinkled face,
Tears in her eyes,
Shabari saw Rama's feet.
Shabari washed his feet.
Loving Rama like a fawn, Shabari's motherly eyes welled up,
Shabari tasted and offered the half-eaten berries,
Like a mother's embrace, she served him with devotion,
Is Raghuram blessed, or is Shabari blessed?
Who is she, someone may foolishly ask of your caste,
Jewels of the caste are not born every day, my love, for our community.
Born a tribal, she became a legend for all of India.
In civilization, in history, we are proud of her, sweetheart.
Therefore,
With cultivation, men become sages, great men, my love,
They reach for the stars, become like celestial beings.