English Devotional - Shaan Rahman перевод на английский

English Devotional

Innaleyolam vannanayathoru
Manju nilave engane enne
Chandana mazhayaay chembaka manamaay
Mannum vinnum moodi

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Pon tiri naalam kondu pothinjoru
Manjani raavin thazhvaarangal
Engane ingane minni minungi
Munnil swapnam pole

Aadya raavin orma pookal choodi
Maalagha penne nee vaa vaa vaa...

Ee nilavil olam peyyum manjil
Eathan poongavayee pookum...

Innaleyolam vannanayathoru
Manju nilave engane enne
Chandana mazhayaay chembaka manamaay
Mannum vinnum moodi

Pon tiri naalam kondu pothinjoru
Manjani raavin thazhvaarangal
Engane ingane minni minungi
Munnil swapnam pole.

Vasantangal maanje poye
Sughanthal thoornu poye
Manassinte oorathe
Mazha peythu pinneyum
Aa mazhayude viralukal thazhukiya raavin
Surabhila malarukal udhirumbol

A madabhara laharikal vidhariya raavin
Taralita kisalaya kalpathil
Vannirunnu nee vin nilavu pol.
Ullinullil nee manju tulliyay...

Innaleyolam vannanayathoru
Manju nilave engane enne
Chandana mazhayaay chembaka manamaay
Mannum vinnum moodi

Pon tiri naalam kondu pothinjoru
Manjani raavin thazhvaarangal
Engane ingane minni minungi
Munnil swapnam pole.

English Devotional

In this world, just like that night,
Honeymoon shining on me,
Like the scent of sandalwood, the fragrance of the Chembaka flower,
Embracing earth and heaven.

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Covered with the golden thread of your hair,
Almond-scented night breeze,
Like this, how do you keep sparkling,
Like a dream before me?

First night, memories like flowers,
My love, come to me, come, come, come...

In this moonlight, the world pours out its fragrance,
And the flower of the Poongam tree blooms...

In this world, just like that night,
Honeymoon shining on me,
Like the scent of sandalwood, the fragrance of the Chembaka flower,
Embracing earth and heaven.

Covered with the golden thread of your hair,
Almond-scented night breeze,
Like this, how do you keep sparkling,
Like a dream before me?

The seasons have passed,
The fragrance has faded,
In the depths of the heart,
The rain still falls,
The moonlit night after the rain, fragrant,
When the flowers bloom.

In this sky of intoxicating waves,
In the garden of tender buds, My love,
I see you like the moon beneath the waves.
In the swaying trees, your gentle breeze...

In this world, just like that night,
Honeymoon, shining on me,
Like the scent of sandalwood, the fragrance of the Chembaka flower,
Embracing earth and heaven.

Covered with the golden thread of your hair,
Almond-scented night breeze,
Like this, how do you keep sparkling,
Like a dream before me?