Текст и перевод песни Shreya Ghoshal - Mandhaarave - From "Chaithrada Chandrama"
Mandhaarave - From "Chaithrada Chandrama"
Mandhaarave - From "Chaithrada Chandrama"
Mandhaarave
maraluthidhe
The
scent
of
Madar
flowers
is
getting
stronger
Chitthaarava
bareyuthidhe
The
chattering
of
birds
fills
the
air
Mandhaarave
maraluthidhe
The
scent
of
Madar
flowers
is
getting
stronger
Chitthaarava
bareyuthidhe
The
chattering
of
birds
fills
the
air
Chigurodedha
hrudhayadhali
A
sapling
has
taken
root
in
my
heart
Udhayisidhe
adhu
eno.
What
is
this
that
is
growing
within
me?
Ariyadhe
hodhenu
Na...
I
don't
know,
darling
Mandhaarave
maraluthidhe
The
scent
of
Madar
flowers
is
getting
stronger
Chitthaarava
bareyuthidhe
The
chattering
of
birds
fills
the
air
Nanna
mana
hakkiyanthe
haruthidhe
It
is
taking
root
in
my
soul
Santhasadha
amalinali
Everlasting
and
pure
Jinkeyanthe
eko
idhu
kuniyuthidhe
I
wonder
who
planted
it
Ullasadha
chilumeyalli
In
the
light
of
joy
Idhe
nidhu
vayyaravu...
This
is
the
gift
that
I
have
been
given
Nanna
thumba
thuntatavu...
My
heart
is
full
of
longing
Kanasugala
bachikolluve
I
will
cherish
these
dreams
Asegala
appikolluve...
I
will
protect
them
with
all
my
heart
Mugilale
Na
nadeve...
Come
close
to
me,
darling
Mandharave
maraluthidhe
The
scent
of
Madar
flowers
is
getting
stronger
Chittharava
bareyuthidhe
The
chattering
of
birds
fills
the
air
Hennigondhu
ase
bandhrenu
chandhavo
.
I
have
come
here
to
meet
you,
my
love
Avaligintha
yaru
andhavo
...
Who
else
could
it
be,
but
you,
my
darling?
Kanasugala
bagilalli
ninthukondare
In
the
garden
of
dreams,
I
found
you
Nachikeye
avaligandhavo
...
I
dance
with
you,
my
love
Dhina
dhina
ninna
jothe...
Day
after
day,
with
you
Nanna
ninna
hosa
kathe
Our
love
story
is
new
Thilisidheya
kalisidheya
It
is
beautiful
and
eternal
Henmanava
thumbidheya
My
soul
yearns
for
you
Pulakithaladhenu
Na...
I
am
filled
with
joy
Mandhaarave
maraluthidhe
The
scent
of
Madar
flowers
is
getting
stronger
Chitthaarava
bareyuthidhe
The
chattering
of
birds
fills
the
air
Mandhaarave
maraluthidhe
The
scent
of
Madar
flowers
is
getting
stronger
Chitthaarava
bareyuthidhe
The
chattering
of
birds
fills
the
air
Chigurodedha
hrudhayadhali
A
sapling
has
taken
root
in
my
heart
Udhayisidhe
adhu
eno.
What
is
this
that
is
growing
within
me?
Ariyadhe
hodhenu
Na...
I
don't
know,
darling
Mandhaarave
maraluthidhe
The
scent
of
Madar
flowers
is
getting
stronger
Chitthaarava
bareyuthidhe
The
chattering
of
birds
fills
the
air
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