Текст и перевод песни S. P. Balasubrahmanyam - Vuliki Padaku

Vuliki Padaku

Vulikipadaku Allarimoguda Oopara Uyyala
Sarsamaade samayamipuda aapave nee gola
Muddhulathone ruddu ruddu
Madhdhela thaalam vaddu vaddu
Sarasudave...
Vulikipadaku Allarimoguda Oopara Uyyala
Sarsamaade samayamipuda aapave nee gola
Music
Pellayyi ennallu kavochchenamma
Mogudundi ea aata adinchadamma
Pechi ki raanante o muddu gumma
Pekadukundhamu kaasepu oyamma
A mukkata kostha uyyaloo
Sye nee aata kattistha iyyalaa
Okentha cheppamma uyyalo
All count nee kentha iyyalo
Mudduku countu vaddu vaddu
Haddulu dhate poddu poddu
Magasirilee...
Vulikipadaku Allarimoguda Oopara Uyyala
Sarsamaade samayamipuda aapave nee gola
Music
Musthabu ayyaru ammayi Gary
Em cheyyamantaro chebuthara meeru
Aththaru buddiki abbayi garu
Sealudu thisthara sri varu nedu
Andhaka vachchaka uyyaloo
Neeku agachaatlu thappena diyyaloo
Dongadu dongadee. Uyyaloo
Naaku Longanu antaadee. Iyyaloo
Sadduku pothe muddu muddu
Aththaru thisi ruddu ruddu
Sogasariveee...
Vulikipadaku Allarimoguda Oopara Uyyala
Sarsamaade samayamipuda aapave nee gola

Swing Me Up

Swing me up, my little darling, on the swing in the attic
At this dusk hour, let me swing you, my love
Gently, gently
Not too high, gently
My darling...
Swing me up, my little darling, on the swing in the attic
At this dusk hour, let me swing you, my love
Music
My dear, I'll get married to you
My husband will dance with me
Oh, honey, you're so cute when you're angry
I'll give you money
This is a three-legged swing
You're the one who likes to swing
Why are you telling me, swing
How many times have you swung me
Don't count my kisses
Don't push the limits
My dear...
Swing me up, my little darling, on the swing in the attic
At this dusk hour, let me swing you, my love
Music
Sir, what should I do with this girl?
Tell me, sir
Sir, she's a clever girl
Don't be harsh on her, sir
Don't swing her too high
It's not good for her
She's a thief. Swing
She cheated on me. Swing
If she argues, kiss her
If she's clever, push her
My dear...
Swing me up, my little darling, on the swing in the attic
At this dusk hour, let me swing you, my love