<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3540778074733298555</id><updated>2026-03-20T23:32:21.211-07:00</updated><category term="Maniratnam"/><category term="Rahman"/><category term="Vairamuthu"/><category term="Ilayaraaja"/><category term="Guna"/><category term="Kamal"/><category term="Surya"/><category term="Tamil"/><category term="Vikram"/><title type='text'>Good Lyrics Meanings</title><subtitle type='html'>Good Tamil Malayalam and Hindi songs translated</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sathish VJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718521031646368740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3540778074733298555.post-7845348926298018338</id><published>2013-03-11T13:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-11T13:03:44.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Devasabhathalam - His Highness Abdullah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/nItg8S2ifjo?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are times when translating lyrics is simply futile.  Devasabhathalam from the 1990 Malayalam film His Highness Abdullah is all music and context.  The context I&#39;ll state because I could do only that.  The song is one of the greatest creations ever in Malayalam cinema, or may I even suggest, all of cinema.  &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;

&quot;His Highness&quot; juxtaposed with &quot;Abdullah&quot; would have been a pleasent contradiction in erstwhile Kerala.  Mohanlal plays the main protagonist Abdullah - a Muslim man who has inherited the talent and love for music from his late father, but who now lives in penury in Bombay earning a little money singing in brothels.  In need of money he takes up a job in Kerala to kill a local Lord/King whose relatives want him eliminated for his property and money. During the course of the film, music brings the Lord and Abdullah close.  Written by the gifted Lohitadas and directed by Sibi Malayil, the film was another popular success that showcased the Kerala film industry&#39;s ability to wow its audience with films that often grazed the edges of art films.&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;

Building to the context of this song, one of the Lord&#39;s nephews grows jealous of Abdullah (now posing as Hindu Ananthan).  He winds up a prominent singer (played by Kaithapram who in real life is a noted poet, lyricist, singer, ...) who had recently also won a national award, the Padma Shri.  Instigated and enraged by the purported insults, he storms into the palace and demands a singing contest.  The dialogues that lead up to the song go like this.  &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;

&lt;i&gt;The Lord&#39;s daughter noticing a group of people coming in:&lt;/i&gt; Father ...&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Lord: (Happily)&lt;/i&gt; Ha! Who all is this!&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;(Then turning to others to introduce the visitor):&lt;/i&gt; You know him right.  This is Namboodhiri, who recently won the Padma Shri.&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Abdullah/Ananthan:&lt;/i&gt; Oh, I recognize him now. &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;(He bends down towards the visitor&#39;s feet requesting his blessings)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Kaithapram:&lt;/i&gt; Don&#39;t!&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Lord: (a little stunned)&lt;/i&gt; But ... he ... he is very close to me ...  &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Kaithapram:&lt;/i&gt; I know.  Your name is Ananthan, right?&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Abdullah/Ananthan:&lt;/i&gt; Yes.  I have heard a lot about you.  &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Kaithapram:&lt;/i&gt; Yeah?  What all have you heard?  &#39;The crook who paid to get his Padma Shri&#39;? &#39;The cheat who does cheap tricks with his voice&#39;?  Isn&#39;t that it?&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Lord:&lt;/i&gt; Why are you talking like this?&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Kaithapram:&lt;/i&gt; This man knows why.  Listen fellow, self-confidence is acceptable, but not arrogance.&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Abdullah/Ananthan:&lt;/i&gt; I don&#39;t understand what you are implying.&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Kaithapram:&lt;/i&gt; I&#39;ll make you understand.  Let us sing together!&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Abdullah/Ananthan:&lt;/i&gt; I&#39;m not going to compete with you.  I have heard that music is a sea.  I&#39;m just a panic-stricken child on its shores, and you are a virtuoso who swims in the deepest parts of it. I don&#39;t even have the eligibility to sit on the same stage as you.&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Kaithapram:&lt;/i&gt; I don&#39;t need your useless cheap words.  (Turning to his musicians) Music ...!&lt;br/&gt;
(The Lord, having no option, signs to Abdullah/Ananthan to continue.  He then pays his respects to the senior singer and sits down.)&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
[Before I go further, I would like to make a special note for Mukundan Master who is playing the Mridangam - the drum being played horizontally - next to the challenger, Kaithapram.  He tried to teach me music at a time when I was more a wildling preferring running around in the sun playing games, climbing trees, or acting out made up adventures.  Well, to his credit, he tried.  This article is more from reading than my innate knowledge.  So, as usual, all mistakes are my own.]&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
After a short Alapanam where the singers warm up and introduce the first Swara, the two singers start off with a stanza welcoming the very music that blesses the courts of the Gods.  Then they go back and forth trading challenges to the other to sing a piece in the Swara (note) that they name while also using the name of the Swara (like Shadjam, Rishabham, Gandhaaram, Madhyamam, Panchamam, Nishaadham) in the lyrics.  &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
The challenger, Kaithapram&#39;s, slowly changing expression starting with rage, then scrutiny, then appreciation, and then eventually acceptance is pretty much the entire context of the song subtly picturized.  &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
The final stanza ends in a hair-raising crescendo praising music.  Joy, extreme joy, universal joy, music.  Music. Music.&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;
&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;toggle-vernacular&quot;&gt;Hide Vernacular&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;toggle-transliterated&quot;&gt;Hide Transliterated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;toggle-translated&quot;&gt;Hide Translated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;toggle-commentary&quot;&gt;Hide Commentary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Dhevasabhaathalam raagilamaakuvaan &lt;br/&gt;
Naadhamayookhame swaagatham &lt;br/&gt;
Swagatham swaagatham(dheva-2) &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
Sarigamapa rigamapadha gamapadhani &lt;br/&gt;
Mapadhanisa sanidhapa magaarisa sa &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
Shadjam &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
Sarigamapadha sarigamapadhanisa sanidhapamapa &lt;br/&gt;
sanidhapamagarisa saa &lt;br/&gt;
mayoora naadham swaramaay vidarum &lt;br/&gt;
shadjam anaahadha manthram &lt;br/&gt;
mayoora nadanam layamaay theliyum &lt;br/&gt;
shadjam adhaara naadham &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
pama gamadha ni ni sarigamapadhanisari ree &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
Rishabham &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
Rishabha swarangalaay pourushamekum &lt;br/&gt;
Siva vaahaname nandhi &lt;br/&gt;
Hrudhayaanandamekum risheegagamaam &lt;br/&gt;
Swara sanjayame nandhi &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
Sariga pagarisari gapadhapagari sarigapa &lt;br/&gt;
Sadhapagari dhasariga padha sarigaa ga &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
Gaandhaaram &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
aaa..aaa..aaaa &lt;br/&gt;
Santhoshakaaraka swaram swaram swaram swaram &lt;br/&gt;
Ajarava gaandhaaram gaandhaaram gandhaaram &lt;br/&gt;
Aamodhakaaraka swaram &lt;br/&gt;
Sundhara gaandaaram gaandhaaram gaandhaaram &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
Sarigamapadhanisareeri rigama rigama &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
Madhyamam &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
Krouncham sruthiyilunarthum &lt;br/&gt;
niswanam madhyamam &lt;br/&gt;
sarigamapadhanisa garisanidhapadhani &lt;br/&gt;
maadhavam sruthiyilinangum &lt;br/&gt;
kaarunnyam madhyamam &lt;br/&gt;
mamama manidha papapa &lt;br/&gt;
magari ninini rigama paa &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
Panchamam &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
pa ma pa sa pa ni dha pa pa pa pa pa &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
panchamam vasantha kokila swanam &lt;br/&gt;
swanam kokila swanam &lt;br/&gt;
vasantha kokila swanam &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
dhanisa padhani mapadha gamapa &lt;br/&gt;
rigamapadhanisarigarisanidhapamagamapadhanisa &lt;br/&gt;
megharaagangale thottunaroonnatha &lt;br/&gt;
manjooosha manthram dhaivatham &lt;br/&gt;
aswaravanjangal aanjya &lt;br/&gt;
chakrathilunarthum swara roopam dhaivatham &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
sarigamapadhanisa dhanisa padhanisa &lt;br/&gt;
mapadhanisa gama padh ni ni &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
Nishaadham &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
aaa.aaa..aaaa.. &lt;br/&gt;
gajamukhanaadham santhwana bhaavam &lt;br/&gt;
aagama japalaya nishaadha roopam &lt;br/&gt;
ni ni ni ni santhamaay pozhiyum &lt;br/&gt;
swarajala kanangal ekamaay ozhukum &lt;br/&gt;
gangaa pravaaham &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
dhidhidhi thadhi dhidhi kidadhi dhidhi &lt;br/&gt;
thadhi dhidhi kidadhi dhidhi thadhi dhidhi &lt;br/&gt;
thaka thaana nanana thiki thaka thaananana &lt;br/&gt;
thiki thaka thaananana &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
anuthathamudhatha swaritha prajayam &lt;br/&gt;
thandava mukharalaya prabhavam &lt;br/&gt;
pranavakaaram sangeetham &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
aa nomtha nomtha nomtha (repeat) &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
aanandam ananthaanandham &lt;br/&gt;
jagathaanandam sangeetham (aanandham) &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
marisanipa risaasa risanipama sa ni ni &lt;br/&gt;
sanipamari ri pa pa marisanipa ri sa &lt;br/&gt;
risanipama sa ni sanipamari ni pa &lt;br/&gt;
marisanipa ri risanipama sa &lt;br/&gt;
sanipamari ni marisanipa risanipama &lt;br/&gt;
sanipamapa risanipama sanipamari &lt;br/&gt;
nipamarima sanipamari nipamarisa sarimapani &lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;

aanandam ananthaanandham &lt;br/&gt;
jagathaanandam sangeetham (anandam) &lt;br/&gt;
samgeetham sangeetham sangeetham&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;


</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/feeds/7845348926298018338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2013/03/devasabhathalam-his-highness-abdullah.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/7845348926298018338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/7845348926298018338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2013/03/devasabhathalam-his-highness-abdullah.html' title='Devasabhathalam - His Highness Abdullah'/><author><name>Sathish VJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718521031646368740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3540778074733298555.post-91076666199835791</id><published>2012-07-31T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-31T09:19:58.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luck By Chance - Sapnon se bhare naina</title><content type='html'>I got to hear the music of Luck by Chance and watch the film only fairly recently.  But since then I’ve been hooked to the songs and it has been playing repeatedly.  Within the Akhtar family of Javed, Farhan, and Zoya, they have every part of intellectual filmmaking convincingly covered.  For the one missing piece that the family doesn’t have, they have a very close dial-a-trio friend in musicians Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy.  And they deliver home as consistently as the dhabawallahs.&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
This song is at a poignant situation in the movie.  The male protagonist, a wannabe actor, has arrived to happily announce a call to audition for a film.  The female protagonist (played with subdued and realistic elan by the talented Konkona Sen), meanwhile, has just seen her dream of many years of working in a film crushed by a crafty producer who lead her along.&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
“&lt;br/&gt;
What happened?&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Chaudhary’s film …&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
It’s not being made …?&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;It is being made … but I’m not in it.  Maybe it is not in my fate.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
It is not written in your fate?  What is this ‘fate’?  That is for those people who don’t have the courage to create their own life.&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;i&gt;I haven’t shown courage!?  After three years he declares that I’ll never amount to anything.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
He is a scoundrel! And will you allow a scoundrel to decide your future?&lt;br/&gt;
Tell me, did you come here to make Chaudhary’s film or to become an actor?&lt;br/&gt;
All these days you believed in somebody else.  Now begin to believe in yourself.&lt;br/&gt;
Walk your path … tirelessly … determinantly … slowly the entire world will follow you.&lt;br/&gt;
“&lt;br/&gt;
Cue song ...
&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;
&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-vernacular&quot;&gt;Hide Vernacular&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-transliterated&quot;&gt;Hide Transliterated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-translated&quot;&gt;Hide Translated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-commentary&quot;&gt;Hide Commentary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
bagiya bagiya bhaalak bhaage, titali phir bhi haath na laage&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
the child chases around in many a garden, but the butterfly refuses to be caught&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
iss pagale ko kaun bataaye, dhund raha hai jo tu jag mein&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
who is going to tell this mad man, that which you seek in this world&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
koi jo paaye toh mann mein hi paaye&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
if one is to ever find it, it will only be found in oneself&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
sapano se bhare naina, tu nind hai na chaina - (2)&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
these eyes filled with dreams, it gives neither rest nor peace&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
aisee dagar koi agar to apnaaye, har raah ke o ant pe rasta hi paaye&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
when one travels a path, at the end of it he will find another path&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
dhup ka rasta jo pair jalaaye, mod toh aaye chaanv na aaye&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
the heat of the road will burn your feet, there will be turns on the road but hardly some shade&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
raahi jo chalata hai, chalata hi jaaye&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
the traveler will forever journey&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
koi nahi hai jo kahi use samjhaaye&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
and there is nobody anywhere who could convince him (that he has reached a final destination)&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
sapano se bhare naina, tu nind hai na chaina - (2)&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
these eyes filled with dreams, it gives neither rest nor peace&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
naina re naina re naina re.... naina aa aa re&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
(these eyes ... these eyes ...)&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
dur hi se saagar jise har koi maane,  paani hai woh ya ret hai ye kaun jaane&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
he who believe he sees a sea from a distance, is it really water or a mirage over sand&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
jaise ke din se rain alag hai, sukh hai alag aur chain alag hai&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
like the night is independent of the day, happiness and peace are independent&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
par jo yeh dekhe woh nain alag hai, chain toh hai apana sukh hai paraaye&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
he who sees this will have a vision of his own, peace is ours and happiness somebody else&#39;s&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
sapano se bhare naina, tu nind hai na chaina - (2)&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
naina re naina re naina re.... naina aa aa re&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/njxeRQzPEOw?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/feeds/91076666199835791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2012/07/luck-by-chance-sapnon-se-bhare-naina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/91076666199835791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/91076666199835791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2012/07/luck-by-chance-sapnon-se-bhare-naina.html' title='Luck By Chance - Sapnon se bhare naina'/><author><name>Sathish VJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718521031646368740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3540778074733298555.post-3290310074173781916</id><published>2012-03-06T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-07-12T14:12:42.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thaiyya Thaiyya - Dil Se</title><content type='html'>Ok, accepted that Chaiyya Chaiyya is clearly the hit.  But there is something that is so awesome in the passion of this song as opposed to the energy of chaiyya chaiyya.  The song is lost somewhere in the film but it stands out in the album.  Whenever I listen to chaiyya chaiyya I seem to automatically chest rock to the repetitive beat - you know that motion when your entire upper body sways back and forth with every beat.  Though this one is supposed to be sibling song, it makes me move differently - mostly swaying the head and tapping the feet alone.  I almost want to believe that Rahman had each of this planned!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
There is very little by way of lyrics in the song.  It works mostly through repetition of the few, but beautiful, lyrics.  
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;
&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-vernacular&quot;&gt;Hide Vernacular&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-transliterated&quot;&gt;Hide Transliterated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-translated&quot;&gt;Hide Translated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-commentary&quot;&gt;Hide Commentary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Eid Aaee Mera Yaar Ni Aaya&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Eid is here, but not my lover&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Eid Aaee Mera Yaar Ni Aaya&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Tainu Vekhne Da Ja Paaya Ve Sajna&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
neither could I come see you, my love&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Eid Aaee Mera Yaar Ni Aaya&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kar Thaiya Thaiya Thaiya Thaiya&lt;br /&gt;
Kar Thaiya Thaiya Thaiya Thaiya&lt;br /&gt;
Thaiya Thaiya Thaiya....&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
now dance, dance, dance, dance, …&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Ho Tere Ishq Nachaya Kar Thaiya Thaiya&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
It’s this love for you that makes me dance&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Tere Ishq Nachaya Kar Thaiya&lt;br /&gt;
Tere Ishq Nachaya Kar Thaiya&lt;br /&gt;
Thaiya Tere Ishq Nachaya Kar Thaiya&lt;br /&gt;
Thaiya Thaiya Thaiya Thaiya, Kar Thaiya ..&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
now dance, dance, dance, dance, …&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Ishq Dera Mere Andar Keeta Parke Prem Payaala Peeta&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
this love resides deeply within me, and drinks heartily from the cup of passion&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Aaja Sajna Aaja Sajna Naee Te Main Mar Gaiya Gaiya&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
come my love, come to me, or it will be death for me&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Kar Thaiya Thaiya Thaiya, Thaiya Thaiya...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Meri Nazro Mein Mere Naino Mein, Meri Zulfo Mein Mere Balo Mein&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
in my sights, in my eyes, in my flowing locks, in my hair&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Bas Pyaar Tere Di Lagan Lagan, Bas Agan Agan Bas Agan&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
there is only the devotion to your love, and the fire of passion, just the fire&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Meri Dhadkan Mein Mere Dil Mein, Mere Jism Mein Mere Seene Mein&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
in my heartbeat, in my heart, in my body, in my chest&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Bas Pyaar Tere Di Lagan Lagan, Ab Agan Agan Ab Agan Agan&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
there is only the devotion to your love, and the fire of passion, just the fire&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Ishq Dera Mere Andar Keeta ..&lt;br /&gt;
Kar Thaiya Thaiya Thaiya ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/kJx6uwrCBbw?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/feeds/3290310074173781916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2012/03/thaiyya-thaiyya-dil-se.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/3290310074173781916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/3290310074173781916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2012/03/thaiyya-thaiyya-dil-se.html' title='Thaiyya Thaiyya - Dil Se'/><author><name>Sathish VJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718521031646368740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3540778074733298555.post-9133670418046965340</id><published>2012-03-03T04:16:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-03-03T07:36:17.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raasathi En Usuru - Thiruda Thiruda</title><content type='html'>My cousin says that this song is Rahman&#39;s best ever.  Rendered almost as an ‘a capella’ - a song of only vocals and no accompanying instruments - this bewitching song gives me goosebumps each time I hear it.  Sung by the late Shahul Hameed, it reverabates with the folkishness of a village side singer at dusk singing for himself about his deep feelings for a separating love.  Were I walking home through the fields at sunset and were I to hear a song over the orange evening and across the paddy and ponds, this would be it.  Shahul Hameed, most famous for his folkish songs under Rahman, sings it passionately to perfection.  And I would stop to listen again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There is very little to be said about Rahman&#39;s composition for describing such beautiful simplicity in complex words would be ironical.  But I would like to concur that this is one of Rahman&#39;s best.  From what I understand, the bass guitar is used in the song and so it is not entirely without accompanying instruments, but you would be hard pressed to hear it yourself among the vocal melody.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Vairamuthu&#39;s lyrics are descriptive and evocative, justly putting the village side and yearning love in superb combination.  And in this song, it is the words that is the centre of all attention.  Maniratnam again has done justice with his picturisation.  The situation for the song is when the female protagonist intends to leave her two male friends.  One of them, the one singing the song, is the extrovert and has already expressed her love for her - but that love is unrequited.  It is for the other, who also loves the girl, that she has reserved her affection.  Unable to express her real love and yet unable to honestly turn down her other suitor, she makes the choice to leave both.  At that point is this masterpiece …&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thanks to both Savitha for bringing this up and Kannal Achuthan for giving me very important parts of the translation.  Again, I’ve taken the liberty to overwrite what she has given me just because I like it better my way - so as usual, if there are mistakes, they are mine.&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;
&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-vernacular&quot;&gt;Hide Vernacular&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-transliterated&quot;&gt;Hide Transliterated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-translated&quot;&gt;Hide Translated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-commentary&quot;&gt;Hide Commentary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Raasathi yen usuru yennathu ille hmm…&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Princess, this soul’s no more mine …&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;commentary&quot;&gt;
Raasathi is also the name of the female protagonist in the film&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Poochoodi vazhkaatthu pora pulle hmm…&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Adorned with flowers you leave for a new life&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Nee poona yen udambu mannukulle hmm…&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
When you leave, my lifeless body will be buried in this very earth ...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Raavodu seithi varum vaadhi pulle hmm…&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
And this sad news will reach you in the morning &lt;br /&gt;
... so please don’t go, come back&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Raasathi yen usuru yennathu ille hmm…
Ah…ah…ah…ah…&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Kaara veettu thinnayile karikku manjal araikayile&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
You were grinding sandalwood paste on the porch of your terraced house ...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Chorus:Manjale araikum munne manase arachavale&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Chorus:... before you finished with that, you had ground my heart to a powder&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Karisa kaatthu odayile kandaanggi thovaikayile&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
At the canal by the black soil, you were washing your clothes ...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Chorus:Thuniye nanaike vitthhu manase pulinjavale&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Chorus:... you left the clothes to soak, but it was my heart you wrung&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Nalla kalatthu mettil enna ilutthu mudinjukkittu poonavale…&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Now you have tethered me to this plough alone, and you bid goodbye&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Chorus:Porave porave than butthikketthu porave than&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Chorus: She is going having lost her mind to her troubles&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Kalyana chelayile kannire thodachikuttu pooravale…&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
She leaves, wiping her tears on her sari like a departing bride ...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Chorus: Porave porave than pothikkittu poravathan&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Chorus: She leaves, all covered up, wrapping within her, her true feelings&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Naan tantha malligaye nattathil potthu vitthu&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Discarding my gift of jasmine flowers in the river … &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Arali poochoodi aluthabadi poravale…&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
She leaves wearing /poisonous/ arali flowers &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;commentary&quot;&gt;
arali here denotes the poisonous quality of the arali plant&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Chorus: Kadala kaatthu kulle kai adichu sonna pulle&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Chorus: In the groundnut plantations, this girl, she slapped my open palm and made promises …&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Chorus: Katthule yeluthanam ponbalingga sonna solla &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Chorus: … these women’s words are as good as writings in the air.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Tottu tottu pottu vatche chuttu viral kaayaliye&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
The finger that dabbed the vermillion twice and dotted your forehead has still not lost its new color … &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Chorus:Marikolunthu vatcha kaiyil vaasam innum pogaliye&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Chorus: … The hand that laid the marigold in your hair has not lost its fragrance&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Maruthayil vaanggi thantha valavi innum valayiliye&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
... the bangles that I bought her in Madurai remain as good as new&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Chorus: Mallu vetti matthiyile manja kara marayiliye&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Chorus: … The turmeric mark on the new dhoti still remains&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Antha kaluthu themaliyum, kaathoram matchatiyum parthatu eppo…&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
When will I see the nape of that neck, and the beauty spot by the ear&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Chorus: Parthathu parthathu eppo paurnamiyum maruthatu eppo&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Chorus: When again, when again, when will the full moon dawn again?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Antha kolusu mani ciripum kumari ilam ciripum kertpathu eppo…&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
When again will I hear the music of your anklets and the soft laughter of this young girl&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Chorus: Kertpathu kertpathu eppo kira thandu poopatheppo&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Chorus: When will I hear it again, when again, when will the green crops bloom again?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Karuvelang kaatthu kulle karicang kuruvi onnu&lt;br /&gt;
Suthi maari katthuthamma thunai yettham kaanam innu&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
In the dry forests, there is this black sparrow&lt;br /&gt;
Who sings out of tune with sadness that his partner has gone missing&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Chorus:Kadala kaatthu kulle kai adicu sonna pulle&lt;br /&gt;
Katthule yeluthanam ponbalingga sonna solla &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Raasathi yen usuru yennathu ille hmm…&lt;br /&gt;
Poochoodi vaka patthu pora pulle hmm…&lt;br /&gt;
Nee pona yen udambu mannukulle hmm…&lt;br /&gt;
Raavodu seithi varum vaadhi pulle hmm…&lt;br /&gt;
Raasathi yen usuru yennathu ille hmm…&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/SNZKsjH46Gs?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/feeds/9133670418046965340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2012/03/raasathi-en-usuru-thiruda-thiruda.html#comment-form' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/9133670418046965340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/9133670418046965340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2012/03/raasathi-en-usuru-thiruda-thiruda.html' title='Raasathi En Usuru - Thiruda Thiruda'/><author><name>Sathish VJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718521031646368740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3540778074733298555.post-2748079916121495781</id><published>2012-01-29T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T08:52:03.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saibo - Shor In the City</title><content type='html'>I have not seen this movie.  I hadn’t seen this video until now. I don’t recognize most of the actors.  But I’d heard the song a long time back and instantly fell in love with it.
To help me translate this, I found somebody else who loved the song, my dear friend Sindhu.  She helped translate all the heavier words and also helped me understand the nuances of some of the phrases.  However, what I finally put up here was what I felt, even though she advised me that it wasn&#39;t the correct translation.  :-)  So, what is good is thanks to her, and what might not sound correct is the part where I was obstinate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;
&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-vernacular&quot;&gt;Hide Vernacular&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-transliterated&quot;&gt;Hide Transliterated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-translated&quot;&gt;Hide Translated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-commentary&quot;&gt;Hide Commentary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Mann yeh sahib ji , Jane hai sab ji&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
This mind, my lord, knows everything&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Phir bhi banaye bahane&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Yet it makes excuses&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Naina nawab ji, Dekhe hai sab ji&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
These eyes, my highness, see everything&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Phir bhi na samjhe ishare&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Yet they don&#39;t recognize the signs &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Mann yeh sahib ji Haan karta bahane&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
this mind, it makes excuses&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Naina nawabi ji Na samjhe ishare&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
these eyes, it refuses to acknowledge the signs &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
dheere dheere&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
little by little, &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Naino ko dheere dheere&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
these eyes,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Jiya ko dheere dheere&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
this soul,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Bhaayo re saibo &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
is enchanted by you&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Dheere dheere&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
little by little, &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Begana dheere dheere&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
the stranger,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Apna sa dheere dheere,Lage re saibo&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
now feels like my own&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Surkhiyan hai hawaon mein &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
Theres news in the air&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Do dilon ke milne ki&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
about the union of two hearts&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Arziya hai nazaron mein&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
There are yearnings in those glances&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Lamha yeh tham jane ki&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
For this moment to stay forever&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
O kaise huzur ji yeh lab dikhlaye&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
O master, how do these lips tell you    &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;
Chupi laga ke bhi gazab hai yeh dhaaye&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;
it looks to be silent, yet they conceal marvels&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;object width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;266&quot; class=&quot;BLOGGER-youtube-video&quot; classid=&quot;clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000&quot; codebase=&quot;http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0&quot; data-thumbnail-src=&quot;http://3.gvt0.com/vi/1Q82f_vdHIM/0.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/1Q82f_vdHIM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds&quot; /&gt;
&lt;param name=&quot;bgcolor&quot; value=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot; /&gt;
&lt;embed width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;266&quot;  src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/1Q82f_vdHIM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/feeds/2748079916121495781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2012/01/saibo-shor-in-city.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/2748079916121495781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/2748079916121495781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2012/01/saibo-shor-in-city.html' title='Saibo - Shor In the City'/><author><name>Sathish VJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718521031646368740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3540778074733298555.post-7653928403140355093</id><published>2011-07-24T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T11:20:04.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilon mein tum apni betaabiyaan - Zindagi na milega dobara</title><content type='html'>One of the (probably unintended) highlights of the movie was Javed Akthar’s poetry voiced by his son Farhan Akhtar.  This one is on the final scene, and is thus a concluding piece for the entire philosophy of the movie.    &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-vernacular&quot;&gt;Hide Vernacular&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-transliterated&quot;&gt;Hide Transliterated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-translated&quot;&gt;Hide Translated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-commentary&quot;&gt;Hide Commentary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Dilon mein tum apni betaabiyan leke chal rahe ho, Toh zinda ho tum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;If you carry your restlessness in your heart, then you are alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Nazar mein khwabon ki bijliyan leke chal rahe ho, Toh zinda ho tum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;If you carry the flames of your dreams in your eyes, then you are alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Hawa ke jhokon ke jaise aazad rehna sikho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Learn to live free like the gusts of wind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Tum ek dariya ke jaise lehron mein behna sikho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Learn to flow like the waves in a stream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Har ek lamhe se tum milo kholke apni bhaahein&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Embrace every moment in life with open arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Har ek pal ek naya samha dekhen yeh nigahaein&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Each moment your eyes see is a new season&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Jo apni aankhon mein hairaniyan leke chal rahe ho, toh zinda ho tum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;If you carry wonder in your eyes, then you are alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Dilon mein tum apni betaabiyan leke chal rahe ho, toh zinda ho tum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;If you carry your restlessness in your heart, then you are alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/CXrzjMLChbk?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/feeds/7653928403140355093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/07/dilon-mein-tum-apni-betaabiyaan-zindagi.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/7653928403140355093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/7653928403140355093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/07/dilon-mein-tum-apni-betaabiyaan-zindagi.html' title='Dilon mein tum apni betaabiyaan - Zindagi na milega dobara'/><author><name>Sathish VJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718521031646368740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3540778074733298555.post-6776505664290150885</id><published>2011-06-02T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T12:05:51.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Udal Mannukku Uyir Thamizhukku - Iruvar</title><content type='html'>Within the movie Iruvar, this song is picturized as a movie within the movie.  The lyrics and the music is an appropriate rendition of a battle cry.  Shot in black and white and in a style appropriate to the period that the song is depicting, I should agree that it is, on the whole, befitting and well done even though it is not among the top list of picturizations by Maniratnam.  He also tends to use the same shooting locations multiple times - I don’t exactly know where this stone structure is, but it has appeared in almost every movie of his and still he has made it appear different and fitting to the situation each time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The lyrics and music are again very pertinent.  Less of a rendition and more of a passive aggressive screaming my Aravind Swamy, the entire song is a rallying cry with ample touches of violence against the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-vernacular&quot;&gt;Hide Vernacular&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-transliterated&quot;&gt;Hide Transliterated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-translated&quot;&gt;Hide Translated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-commentary&quot;&gt;Hide Commentary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Udal Mannukku Uyir Thamizhukku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;my body will be claimed by the earth, but my life I submit to my country&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;commentary&quot;&gt;thamizhukku literally means for Tamil, which is the language of tamilnadu. I&#39;ve seen a few states and countries that are very proud of their language that they refer to it synonymously with their country, the French being another. They tend to have a rich culture around their language and are willing to fight even political battles for it, resisting the imposition of other foreign languages and having a rich heritage of prose and poetry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Ithai Urakka Solvoam Ulagukku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;and I shall proudly and loudly shout that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Inam Ondraga Mozhi Vendraga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;so that our races unite and our talk is of victory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Puthu Vaelai Eduppom Vidivukku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;we shall do what it takes to get us our freedom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Nam Vetri Paathayil Narigal Vanthaal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;if wolves appear on our path to victory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Virunthu Vaippom Vinnukku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;we shall make a feast of them and serve them to the gods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;commentary&quot;&gt;in Hindu culture it is normal to conduct small rituals to feed and appease the gods and also ancestors who have the power to bless one. Here, the context is more violent and is proclaimed more as a sacrifice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Pirantha Pillai Nadanthu Pazhaga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;so that the new born learns to walk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Kaiyil Velai Koduppom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;we shall hand him a sword&lt;br /&gt;
I.e. We shall make every child a warrior from the time of his birth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Pirantha Kuzhanthai Iranthu Piranthaal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;and if a child dies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Vaalaal Keeri Puthaipoam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;we shall bury him with a sword&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Yutha Satham Kaettal Pothum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;when we hear the call of battle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Mutha Satham Mudipoam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;we shall end our lovemaking &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Ratha Kulaththai Nirapi Nirapi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;we shall wade in lakes of blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Vetri Thaamarai Paripoam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;and pick our victory flower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Engal Mannai Thottavan Kaalgal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;the feet that touch our soil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Engal Nilathil Uramaagum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;will be buried in our soil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Engal Pennai Thottavan Kaigal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;the hands that touch our women&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Engal Aduppil Viragaagum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;will become firewood in our hearth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;commentary&quot;&gt;I liked the intensity of the challenge in this entire song. It is much more tangible than and hardcore than &#39;we are going to defeat you&#39;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Udal Mannukku Uyir Thamizhukku&lt;br /&gt;
Ithai Urakka Solvoam Ulagukku&lt;br /&gt;
Inam Ondraga Mozhi Vendraga&lt;br /&gt;
Puthu Vaelai Eduppom Vidivukku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/3FaDToxPYUY?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/feeds/6776505664290150885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/06/udal-mannukku-uyir-thamizhukku-iruvar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/6776505664290150885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/6776505664290150885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/06/udal-mannukku-uyir-thamizhukku-iruvar.html' title='Udal Mannukku Uyir Thamizhukku - Iruvar'/><author><name>Sathish VJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718521031646368740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3540778074733298555.post-1142206572132181401</id><published>2011-05-21T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T02:57:11.331-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Guna"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ilayaraaja"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kamal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tamil"/><title type='text'>Kanmani Anboodu - Guna</title><content type='html'>Guna is a mad love story.  A mentally retarded man is fed the idea that there is a special girl for him.  Guna is able to pick locks very well, and a crooked uncle needing to break into a temple treasury randomly points to a girl saying that is Guna’s Abiraami - a name that they have created.  Following a botched robbery and chaos, Guna ends up taking away Abiraami/Rohini to a remote mountain top.  Guna is ardently and honestly in love.  Abiraami on the other hand reacts as a scared kidnapped person would.  Over time though, Abiraami seems to understand Guna.  To say that Abiraami loves Guna is a stretch, but she does begin to accept him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Again, one of Kamal’s amazing power packed performances.  Classic Ilayaraaja music.  And a girl so pretty, that some of us when in school scaled the hostel walls and ran off to see the movie again for a second time with money we hardly had.  ha ha.  Ridiculous!  But was fun then - a short term school kid obsession with a film actress.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In the context of this song, Guna has moved themselves to some hidden caves.  There he is attempting to write a letter to her.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-vernacular&quot;&gt;Hide Vernacular&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-transliterated&quot;&gt;Hide Transliterated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-translated&quot;&gt;Hide Translated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://draft.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-commentary&quot;&gt;Hide Commentary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Male: Ezhudhu, ezhudhu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Write, write …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Female:Enne ezhudhurathu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;What to write?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Male: Letter&lt;br /&gt;
Female: Yaarukku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;To whom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Male: Unakku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;To you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Female: Enakka?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;To me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Male: Enakku ezhudha varaadhu?  Ippodhaa kazhethu pooda kathikku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;I don’t know how to write.  Only recently I learnt to put a sig...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Female: Wait, wait, Enakku nee ezhuthira letter, naan ezhuthi … &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;The letter that you are writing to me, I write it and ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Male: … enakku padichu katteettu, nee padi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;… and you read it out for me, and then you read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Female: I like it.  Chollu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Ok, tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Male: Kanmani anboodu kaadhalan naan … &lt;br /&gt;
naan, ezhuthum, kaditham … illae … kadithaasi, chey kadithamae irukkattam. padi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;My dear, with love … this lover is writing to you … a letter, a note? no, just put letter.  read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Kanmani anboada kaadhalan, naan eludhum kadidhamae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Male: Paattaavae padichittiya?  Appo naanum … mothale kanmani sonnele, inge ponmani poottukko.  Ponmani un veettile soukyama?  Naan ingae soukyam.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;You made a tune of it! In that case, I too … first I said my dear no, now put my darling.  My darling, are you fine at home?  I’m fine here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Ponmani unn veetil sowkiyamaa? Naan ingu sowkiyamae,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Male: aaha, unnae nenaichu paakkumboothu kavithae manasilae aruvi maathiri kottudhu.  Aaana athe ezhuthanoonu okkaantha antha ezhuthu thaan, vaarthae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Lovely!  When I think of you, poetry flows in my mind like a stream, but when I try to put it down in words … that writing … those words … &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Unnai enni paarkkaiyil kavidhai kottuthu,&lt;br /&gt;
Adhai elutha ninaikkauyil vaarthai mootuthu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Male: Athaan, athae thaan.  Pramaadham.  Kavithe, kavithe. Padi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;That’s it.   Perfect.  Poetry, poetry!  Read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Kanmani anboada kaadhalan, Naan eludhum kadidhamae,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;My dear, this letter is written with affection by this lover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Ponmani unn veetil sowkiyamaa? Naan ingu sowkiyamae,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;My darling, are you fine at home?  I’m doing fine here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Unnai enni paarkkaiyil kavidhai kottuthu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;When I think of you each time, verses flow in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Adhai elutha ninaikkauyil vaarthai mootuthu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;But when I consider writing it down, I am stumped for words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Male: mmmm … enakku undaana kaayam athu thannaalae aaridum.  athu ennamoo enru theriyila, enna maayamoo ennu theriyile, enakku onnum aavurathillae.  ithuvum ezhuthukkae.  nadu naduvile maanae, thenae, ponmaanae ellaam poottukkanum.  intha paaru, enakku enna kaayam irundhalum athu yen odambu thaangidum. on odambu thaangumo?  thaangaathu.  abiraami.  abiraami abiraami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Wounds on me automatically heal.  I don’t know what it is or what magic it is, but nothing happens to me.  Write this also.  And in between put my dear, my darling and all.  See, whatever happens to me, my body will take it, but will yours?  No, it won’t.  Abiraami, [my] abiraami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Female: athuvum ezhuthanuma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Should I write that also?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Male: Heh heh.  Ille … athu kaathal.  yen kaathal yenna yennu sollaamae yenge yenge azhukeya varudhu.  aana naan azhuthu yen soogam unnae thaakkudumo enru nenaikkum poothu, varuka azhugai koode ninnurathu.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Heh heh … no … that’s just my love.  I’m unable to express my love, and because of that sadness hits me in waves.  But when I think that if I cry then you will also feel sad, my sadness also stops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Male: Manithan unarnthu kolla, ithu manitha kaathal allae. Atheyum thaandi, ithu punithamaanathu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;That man should be provoked by our love, this is not mortal love.&lt;br /&gt;
Way beyond that, this love is divine.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Undaana kaayam yaavum, Thannaalae aari poagum,&lt;br /&gt;
Maayam enna ponmaanae ponmaanae,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;That my hurts heal automatically, I don’t know what magic that is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Enna kaayam aana podhum, Yen maeni thangi kollum,&lt;br /&gt;
Undhan maeni thaangaadhu senthaenae,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Whatever the wounds my body can handle it, but yours cannot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Enthan kaadhal ennavendru sollaamal, Aenga aenga alugai vanthathu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Unable to express my love, I heave with approaching tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Enthan soagam unnai thaakkum, Endrenumbothu vandha alugai nindrathu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;But thinking that my sadness will affect you, my tears stop &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Manithar unarndha kolla, Idhu manitha kaadhal alla,&lt;br /&gt;
Adhaiyum thaandi punithamaanathu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;That man should be provoked by our love, this is not mortal love.&lt;br /&gt;
Way beyond that, this love is divine.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Abiraamiyae, thaalattum saamiyae, Naandhaanae theriyumaa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Abiraami, I’m the lord that cradles you, do you know that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Sivagaamiyae sivanil neeyum paadhiyae, Adhuvum oonakku puriyumaa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Siva’s wife, half of siva is you, do you understand that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;commentary&quot;&gt;From what I see there seems to be relationship between the name Abirami and the God Siva, but I don’t know what that is.  Abirami is a common name Tamilnadu.  An early search connected it to Lakshmi, which might not be right, as Lakshmi is lord Vishnu’s consort.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Suba laali laali laali laali,&lt;br /&gt;
Abiraami laali laali laali...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The context is wonderful, but you can skip to the start of the song picturisation at 4:00.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/9UNilaPW84o?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/feeds/1142206572132181401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/05/kanmani-anboodu-guna.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/1142206572132181401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/1142206572132181401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/05/kanmani-anboodu-guna.html' title='Kanmani Anboodu - Guna'/><author><name>Sathish VJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718521031646368740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3540778074733298555.post-417332966124657893</id><published>2011-05-19T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T02:58:07.295-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ilayaraaja"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Surya"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vikram"/><title type='text'>Elangaathu Veesudhey - Pitamagan</title><content type='html'>Hindu philosophy holds that man goes through a series of rebirths based on one’s karma until the time he transcends mortal life and becomes one with God.  To aid this series of rebirths, Hindu culture requires the son to cremate his parents.  Ancestors are one’s ‘pitr’ (pronounced pithr).  But if a son does not do the funeral rites of his father, the dead soul cannot ascend to heaven or descend to hell, as his karma might be, so that the cycle of rebirths may continue.  Instead, the soul is stuck for eternity in a state of ‘pit’ (pronounced pith) - the worst that could happen.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pitamagan - means the son of such a soul.  Vikram and Surya the main protagonists play one of their career best roles in Bala’s violently earthy film.  Vikram is abandoned as a child in a graveyard and is brought up by a man who takes care of the graveyard.  In order that the abandoned dead may continue their cycle or rebirths, Vikram performs the funeral rites and cremates them.  He meets Surya, a petty conman, who befriends the unsociable, mentally unstable loner.  He also meets Surya’s girlfriend and another rough and tumble woman, Sangeetha, who is selling hashish on the sly.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In the context of this song, the hostile, antisocial Vikram is slowly experiencing a new world, opening up to friendships for the first time ever, and receiving a somewhat pitied attraction from Sangeetha, which he also seems to respond to in his own oafish ways.  Ilayaraja has been overshadowed by Rahman off late in the music scene, but pieces like this bring back his greatness.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-vernacular&quot;&gt;Hide Vernacular&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-transliterated&quot;&gt;Hide Transliterated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-translated&quot;&gt;Hide Translated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-commentary&quot;&gt;Hide Commentary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Elangaathu Veesudhey &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;A cool wind blows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Isai Poala Paesudhey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;It speaks like music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Elangaathu Veesudhey &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Isai Poala Paesudhey &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Valaiyaadha Moongilil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;On a path with no turns &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Raagam Valainchu Oadudhey &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;This melody runs swaying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Maegham Muzhichu Kaetkudhey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;The clouds look on wide-eyed, [while]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Karum Paarai Manasula &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;In a hardened, black heart … &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Mayil Thoagai Virikkudhey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;… a peacock spreads its tail &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Mazhai Chaaral Thelikkudhey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;… a light rain drizzles &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Pul Veli Paadhai Virikkudhey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;… a green grass lays a path &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Vaanavil Kudaiyum Pudikkudhey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;… a rainbow shelters us like an umbrella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Pul Veli Paadhai Virikkudhey &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Vaanavil Kudaiyum Pudikkudhey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Maniyin Oasai Kaettu Mana Kadhavu Thirakkudhey &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;To the sound of bells this mind’s door opens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Puthiya Thaalam Poattu Udal Kaatril Midhakkudhey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;To a new tune, this body walks on wind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Pinni Pinni Chinna Elaiyoadum &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Like entwined dry leaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Nenjai Allum Vanna Thuni Poala &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Like a colored robe that hugs the chest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Onnukkonnu Dhaan Inanchi Irukku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;There is one fated for each one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Uravu Yellaam Amanchi Irukku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;All relationships are defined like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Alli Alli Thandhu Uravaadum &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;To generously tear of one’s self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Annamadi Indha Nilam Poala &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Like this ever giving land&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Silarukku Dhaan Manasu Irukku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Very few have such a mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Ulagam Adhil Nilaichu Irukku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;And the rest of the world is dependent on them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Naethu Thanimaiyila Poachu, Yaarum Thunai Illai &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Yesterday was spent alone, with no one to support&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Yaaro Vazhi Thunaikku Vandhaal Yaedhum Inai Illai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;If one came along on a journey, _tbd_ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Ulagathil Edhuvum Thanichu Illaiyae &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Nothing is alone in this world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Kuzhalil Raagam Malaril Vaasam Saerndhadhu Poala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;The melody joins the flute, and the fragrance joins the flower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Manasula Enna Aagaayam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;What is that hurt in your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Dhinam Dhinam Adhu Pudhir Poadum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;That sows itself again everyday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Ragasiyathai Yaaru Arincha? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Who knows those secrets?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Adhisayathai Yaaru Purincha?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Who understands the surprising? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Vidhai Vidhaikkira Kai Dhaanae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;The hand that spreads the seed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Malar Parikkudhu Dhinam Dhoarum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Is also the hand that plucks the bud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Malar Thodukka Naarai Eduthu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;And then somebody takes the string&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Yaar Thodutha Maalaiyaachu? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;And who is that who made the garland?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Aalam Vizhudhilae Oonjal Aadum Kili Yellaam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;The birds swinging on the falling roots of the banyan tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Moodum Siragilae Mella Paesum Kadhaiyellaam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Its descending wings whispers all the stories of the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Thaalaattu Kaettidaamalae, Thaayin Madiya Thaedi Oadum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Without need for a lullaby, a child finds its mothers lap … &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Malai Nari Poalae.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;… and even the feared mountain lion&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/6c3rmMJ9iDQ?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/feeds/417332966124657893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/05/elangaathu-veesudhey-pitamagan.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/417332966124657893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/417332966124657893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/05/elangaathu-veesudhey-pitamagan.html' title='Elangaathu Veesudhey - Pitamagan'/><author><name>Sathish VJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718521031646368740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3540778074733298555.post-664635396672103812</id><published>2011-05-15T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T02:58:36.346-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Maniratnam"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rahman"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vairamuthu"/><title type='text'>Vidai Kodu Engal Naade - Kannathil Muthamittaal</title><content type='html'>Set against the ethnic conflict between the Tamils and the Sinhalese in Tamilnadu, Kannathil Muthamittaal is a touching story of a little girl and her adoptive parents in search of the girl’s real mother.  An idealistic father, a girl who has become increasingly distant from her adoptive parents after learning that she was adopted, and the mother who provides equal love are scripted in various dimensions by Maniratnam.  Along with Vairamuthu and Rahman, they produce another relevant masterpiece.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The setting for this song is in Sri Lanka.  The Tamils are being driven away again by conflict.  The song is granted to a person with a coarse voice - a fitting choice that gives a certain authenticity.  The singer is heartbroken in being separated from his homeland.  He bids his farewell but distantly hopes that one day, maybe, he’ll be back again.  The song is of two parallel stories - the separation of a child and her mother as much as the separation of a man and his motherland, both separated by conflict.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-vernacular&quot;&gt;Hide Vernacular&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-transliterated&quot;&gt;Hide Transliterated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-translated&quot;&gt;Hide Translated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-commentary&quot;&gt;Hide Commentary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;vidai kodu engal naade &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;grant me farewell my land&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;kadal vaasal thelikkum veede &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;where the sea washes against our doorstep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;commentary&quot;&gt;Sri Lanka is an island, and within that the Tamils occupied mostly the northern region that hugged the coast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;panai mara kaadae, paravaigal koode &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;you, the forests of palm and you pigeons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;marumurai oru murai paarpoma? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;will I ever see you again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;udhattil punnagai pudhaithom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;as we part, let us spread a smile across our lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;uyirai udambukkuL pudhaithom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;let us hide our soul in our bodies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;verum koodugaL mattum oorvalam pogindrom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;we are journeying from here only as empty shells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;vidai kodu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;grant me farewell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;kandhal aanaalum thaai madi pol &lt;br /&gt;
oru sugham varuma? varuma? (2) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;even if our mother is dressed in rags, is there anything more comforting than her lap?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;commentary&quot;&gt;it is very common to personify the country as one&#39;s mother - motherland being an obvious portmanteau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;sorgam sendralum sondha oor pol &lt;br /&gt;
oru sudhandhiram varuma? varuma?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;even if we go to heaven, will it ever be as comfortable as our own village&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;kaN thirandha desam ange &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;in this country I opened my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;kaN moodum desam enge? (2) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;but I know not where they will shut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;pirivoam nadhighale pizhaithaal varugirom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;let us break up now you rivers, and if errors are made I shall try to come back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;meendum thaayagam azhaithaal varugirom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;if my motherland weeps again, I shall come try to back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;kanneer thiraiyil pirandha mannai &lt;br /&gt;
kadaisiyaaga paarkindrom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;this land that was born on a floor of tears, is this the last time we shall see each other?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;vidai kodu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;grant me farewell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;engaL sangeetham piLLaiyin azhugaiyile tholaithom (2) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;our music has been lost among the cries of our children&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;engaL iLam thingaL vedikuNdu pudhaiyile pudhaithom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;our !tbd! Has been lost among the noise of bombs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;mun nilavil malaril kidandhom, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;we used to sleep in the moonlight on flowers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;pin iravil mullil kizhindhom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;now we spend the night on thorns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;kadal neer paravai dhaan irundhaal sandhippom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;you sea gulls, if you remain maybe we&#39;ll meet again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;vaname malaigaLe vaazhndhaal sandhippom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;you rivers and mountains, if you survive we&#39;ll meet again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;thalaiyil konjam nenjil adhigam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;with little in our hands, but much weight in our hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;sumaigaL sumandhu pogindrom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;we are leaving with our baggage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;vidai kodu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;grant me farewell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/bdTpb1PKy0w?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/feeds/664635396672103812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/05/vidai-kodu-engal-naade-kannathil.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/664635396672103812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/664635396672103812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/05/vidai-kodu-engal-naade-kannathil.html' title='Vidai Kodu Engal Naade - Kannathil Muthamittaal'/><author><name>Sathish VJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718521031646368740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3540778074733298555.post-4748136748630608728</id><published>2011-05-15T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T02:19:02.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aareyum Bhaava Gaayakanaakkum - Nakhakshathangal</title><content type='html'>“You are so beautiful, that you make me sing”.  Or maybe a few other different interpretations.  Whatever it is, I doubt if English can ever do justice to this song.  Director Hariharan and writer M.T. Vasudevan Nair have frequently handled light movies with a melancholy theme, and produced some of malayalam cinema’s all time classics.  This story is about teenage love among two poor kids.  The girl is working as a servant in a rich household.  The boy comes there to be a servant too, but gains a little more respectable work with the family when they learn that he is educated.  Set in the 1980s, there is a certain purity to the entire movie, the kind of feeling that makes you want to reach out to it, but really can’t.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The third point in the triangle is the rich family’s only daughter who is born deaf and dumb.  In India, women, especially in times earlier, become less ‘valuable’ if they have ‘defects’.  Knowing that the girl won’t find a suitable husband of their own level and class, and seeing this new mild mannered, well educated boy who has done well for himself, the elders decide to get them married.  This song is as the deaf and dumb girl imagines - she assumes that the boy is in love with her.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
p.s. this song is so simple and yet has stuck in my head for ever.  I tried to translate it but I didn’t like what I had come up with.  I didn’t want to ruin the song, so I was thinking of trashing the effort.  Then I saw the video which had subtitles and I liked that better than mine.  So I’ve pretty much put that now.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-vernacular&quot;&gt;Hide Vernacular&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-transliterated&quot;&gt;Hide Transliterated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-translated&quot;&gt;Hide Translated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-commentary&quot;&gt;Hide Commentary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Aareyum bhaava gaayakanaakkum, Aathma soundaryamaanu nee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;You have that inner beauty that makes a poet of anybody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;commentary&quot;&gt;Aathma/aathmaavu means soul in a literal translation - so a soulful beauty could word as well. ‘Gaayakan’ is actually a singer, but poet works well too in the context of the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Namra sheersharaay nilppoo nin munnil, Thamra nakshatra kanyakal }2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;the stars stand before you, their heads bowed in humility&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Aareyum bhaava gaayakanaakkum, Aathma soundaryamaanu nee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Aa..aa..aa..aa.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Kinnara mani thamburu meetti, ninne vaazhthunnu vaanavum}2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;the skies sing your praise to the sound of heavenly bells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;commentary&quot;&gt;Thamburu/Tanpura is Indian stringed instrument, but the translation has skipped the name for smoothness.  However, isn’t the tanpura more of an accompanying instrument and not necessarily a lead instrument like maybe the veena or the sitar?  It ought to be fairly rare to find a song being played for a lover on an accompanying instrument.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Mannile kilippaithalum, mulam thandil moolunna thennalum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;even the fledgling on earth, and the breeze that hums in the bamboos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Innithaa nin prakeerthanam ..&lt;br /&gt;
Aa..aa..aa..aa.&lt;br /&gt;
Ee prapancha hridaya veenayil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Today we hear your praise&lt;br /&gt;
In the heartstrings of the universe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;commentary&quot;&gt;’Hridaya veena’ is a veena of the heart - these are the kind of things that make no sense when you translate, but it sounds so right in its original language.  Definitely better to completely skip it in the translation and put a phrase that would be somewhere in that same zipcode.&lt;/div&gt;Aa..aa..aa..aa.&lt;br /&gt;
aaaaaa..aaaa..aaaaa…aaaaaa..aaaa&lt;br /&gt;
(Aareyum bhaava...nee)&lt;br /&gt;
(Music)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Aa..aa..aa..aa.}3&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Ninte shaleena mounamaakumee ponmanicheppinullilaaay}2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Hidden in the bejeweled box of your serene silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Moodi vacha nigooda bhaavangal, pookkalaay shalabhangalaay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Those unfathomable fields have today become flowers and butterflies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Innithaaa.. nrithalolaraay …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Today they are dancing&lt;/div&gt;Aa..aa..aa..aa.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Ee prapancha nadana vedhiyil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;In the dance hall of the universe&lt;/div&gt;Aa..aa..aa..aa.&lt;br /&gt;
aaaaa…aaaaa…aaaaaa.aaaaaa.aaaaa&lt;br /&gt;
(Aaareyum bhaava....kanyakal)&lt;br /&gt;
(Aareyum bhaava...nee)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/YUikoSNEphI?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/feeds/4748136748630608728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/05/aareyum-bhaava-gaayakanaakkum.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/4748136748630608728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/4748136748630608728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/05/aareyum-bhaava-gaayakanaakkum.html' title='Aareyum Bhaava Gaayakanaakkum - Nakhakshathangal'/><author><name>Sathish VJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718521031646368740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3540778074733298555.post-3408748840548703105</id><published>2011-05-13T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T02:58:56.665-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Maniratnam"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rahman"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vairamuthu"/><title type='text'>Bombay - Malarodu Malar Ingu</title><content type='html'>This song from the movie Bombay is hardly of note in the movie and I don’t think it pictured in the official soundtrack.  But it’s simple and relevant.  The setting is after the riots in Mumbai, following the Babri Masjid demolition, have subsided.  Arvind Swamy the Hindu husband and Manisha Koirala playing his Muslim wife, already having found out a little earlier that both their fathers died during the riots, have been searching for their missing sons Kabir and Kamal.  The song starts at the point where they catch sight of each other across the street after a frantic search.  At the same time there is a spontaneous outpouring of people of different religions onto the street forming a human chain of solidarity.  For a scene like that, I could have gone “pffft, what over-the-top-jingoistic-feel-good-drama” … but somehow that didn’t happen.  I still continue to be moved by this song.  The father wails in relief on seeing his children, while the mother rushes forward to gather them.  And in that meeting of different religions and families … that union is what is depicted and yearned for in this song.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The tune of this song is however super famous as the theme music for the movie.  I was also pleasantly surprised to see it being used in the Nicolas Cage movie, Lord of War.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-vernacular&quot;&gt;Hide Vernacular&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-transliterated&quot;&gt;Hide Transliterated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-translated&quot;&gt;Hide Translated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&quot; id=&quot;toggle-commentary&quot;&gt;Hide Commentary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;மலரோடு மலர் இங்கு மகிழ்ந்தாடும் போது&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Malarodu malar ingu magizhnthaadum pothu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;When flowers here dance happily with each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;மனதோடு மனம் இங்கு பகை கொள்வதேனோ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Manathodu manam ingu pagai kolvatheno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Why must a heart here hold vengeance against another?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;மதம் என்னும் மதம் ஓயட்டும் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Madham ennum madham oayattum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;May now the separation of religions disappear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;தேசம் மலர் மீது துயில் கொள்ளட்டும் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Dhesam malar meethu thuyil kollattum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;May the nation now sleep on a bed of flowers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;வழிகின்ற கண்ணீரில் இனம் இல்லையே &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Vazhigindra kaneeril inam illaiye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Shed tears are not separated by caste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;உதிரத்தின் நிறம் இங்கு வேறில்லையே &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Udhiraththin niram ingu vaerillaiye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;The blood in our veins is not different in color&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;காற்றுக்கு திசை இல்லை தேசம் இல்லை&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Kaattrukku dhisai illai dhesam illai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;The wind has no direction, nor a country&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;commentary&quot;&gt;i.e. The wind does not blow in a particular direction for one particular group, nor for a particular region&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;மனதோடு மனம் சேரட்டும் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Manathodu manam serattum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;So allow one’s heart to connect with another’s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;மலரோடு மலர் இங்கு...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Malarodu malar ingu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;துளி எல்லாம் கை கோர்த்து கடல் ஆகட்டும் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Thuli ellaam kai korthu kadal aagattum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;May little drops join hands and become a sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;கடலோடு கடல் சேரட்டும்&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Kadalodu kadal serattum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;May the seas themselves join with each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;துகள் எல்லாம் ஒன்றாகி மலை ஆகட்டும்&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Thugal ellaam ondraagi malai aagattum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Let the pebbles unite and become a mountain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;விண்ணோடு வின் சேரட்டும்&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Vinnodu vin serattum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;Let the skies join with the heavens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;விடியாத இரவொன்றும் வானில் இல்லை&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Vidiyaatha iravondrum vaanil illai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;There is no night sky that will not become dawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;ஒளியோடு ஒளி சேரட்டும்&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;Oliyodu oli serattum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;May song join song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/PBAglnjhs5c?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/feeds/3408748840548703105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/05/bombay-malarodu-malar-ingu.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/3408748840548703105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/3408748840548703105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/05/bombay-malarodu-malar-ingu.html' title='Bombay - Malarodu Malar Ingu'/><author><name>Sathish VJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718521031646368740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3540778074733298555.post-6866921666722157976</id><published>2011-05-13T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T02:02:01.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinneyum pinneyum - Krishnagudiyil Oru Pranayakaalathu</title><content type='html'>Girish Puthencherry’s award winning lyrics are set to charming music by Vidyasagar and sung by Yesudas.  The song is sung by a lover who is eagerly but patiently awaiting the coming of the girl of his affections.  The actor, Jayaram, plays a station master at a railway post in a hill station.  And that’s why there is also the theme of a train running through the song as she will be coming by it.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&amp;amp;postID=6866921666722157976&quot; id=&quot;toggle-vernacular&quot;&gt;Hide Vernacular&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&amp;amp;postID=6866921666722157976&quot; id=&quot;toggle-transliterated&quot;&gt;Hide Transliterated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&amp;amp;postID=6866921666722157976&quot; id=&quot;toggle-translated&quot;&gt;Hide Translated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3540778074733298555&amp;amp;postID=6866921666722157976&quot; id=&quot;toggle-commentary&quot;&gt;Hide Commentary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;പിന്നെയും പിന്നെയും ആരോ കിനാവിന്റെ പടി കടന്നെത്തുന്ന പദനിസ്വനം&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;pinneyum pinneyum aaro kinaavinte padi kadannethunna padha nishwanam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;over and over again, i hear the footsteps of somebody stepping over the threshold of my dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;പിന്നെയും പിന്നെയും ആരോ നിലാവത്ത് പൊന്‍വേണുവൂതുന്ന  മൃദുമന്ത്രണം&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;pinneyum pinneyum aaro nilaavathu pon venu oothunnu mridhu mandranam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;over and over again, i hear the music from somebody playing the golden flute in the moonlight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;പിന്നെയും പിന്നെയും ആരോ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;pinneyum pinneyum aaro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;over and over again, i hear somebody  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;പുലര്‍ നിലാ ചില്ലയില്‍ കുളിരിടും മഞ്ഞിന്റെ പൂവിതള്‍ തുള്ളികള്‍ പെയ്തതാകാം&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;pular nila chillayi kuliridum manjinte poovithal thullikal peythathaavam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;it could be the sound of the cool morning dew drizzling droplets of mist on the leaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;അലയുമീ തെന്നലെന്‍ കരളിന്റെ തന്ത്രിയില്‍ അലസമായ് കൈ വിരല്‍ ചേര്‍ത്തതാകാം&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;alayumee thennalen karalile thanthriyil alasamai kai viral cherthathaavam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;it could be the sound of the wandering breeze lazily clasping the fingers of my soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;മിഴികളില്‍ കുറുകുന്ന പ്രണയമാം പ്രാവിന്റെ ചിറകുകള്‍ മെല്ലെ പിടഞ്ഞതാകാം&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;mizhikalil kurukunna pranyamam praavinte chirakukal melle pidanjathaavam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;or it could be the sound of the fluttering wings of love on my eyelids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;commentary&quot;&gt;In kerala, when your eye twitches, it is said that somebody who loves you is thinking of you.  I think the writer has here personified it, or rather pigeon-ified it and likens it the twitching to a fluttering bird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;താനേ തുറക്കുന്ന ജാലക ചില്ലില്‍ തെളി നിഴല്‍ചിത്രം തെളിഞ്ഞതാകാം&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;thane thurakkunna jalaka chillil theli nizhal chithram thelinjathavam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;or it could be from the appearance of a clear beautiful face in a magically opening window &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;over and over again, i hear somebody  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;തരളമാം സന്ധ്യകള്‍ നറുമലര്‍ തിങ്കളിന്‍ നെറുകയില്‍ ചന്ദനം തൊട്ടതാകാം&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;tharalamam sandhyakal narumalar thinkalin nerukayil chandanam thottathaavaam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;it may have been from the _tbd_ twilight putting a touch of sandalwood on the forehead of _tbd_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;കുയിലുകള്‍ പാടുന്ന തൊടിയിലെ തുമ്പികള്‍ കുസൃതിയാല്‍ മൂളി പറന്നതാകാം&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;kuyilukal padunna thodiyile thumpikal kusrithiyal mooli parannathaavam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;it may have been the mischievous butterflies humming while darting away from the _tbd_ where the mynas sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;അണിനിലാ തിരിയിട്ട മണിവിളക്കായ്  മനം അഴകോടെ മിന്നി തുടിച്ചതാകാം&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;aninila thiriyitta mani vilakkai manam azhakode minni thudichathaavaam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;it may have been my heart, like a lamp wick, shuddering and sparkling joyfully&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;original&quot;&gt;ആരും കൊതിക്കുന്നോരാള്‍ വന്നു ചേരുമെന്നാരോ സ്വകാര്യം പറഞ്ഞതാകാം&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;arum kothikkunnoraal vannu cherumennaaro swakaryam paranjathavam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;or it may have been somebody secretly whispering that somebody you are anxiously awaiting is about to join you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/LW-NcCVW-YA?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/feeds/6866921666722157976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/05/pinneyum-pinneyum-krishnagudiyil-oru.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/6866921666722157976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/6866921666722157976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/05/pinneyum-pinneyum-krishnagudiyil-oru.html' title='Pinneyum pinneyum - Krishnagudiyil Oru Pranayakaalathu'/><author><name>Sathish VJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718521031646368740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3540778074733298555.post-5552027303822246692</id><published>2011-05-13T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T02:59:12.573-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Maniratnam"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rahman"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vairamuthu"/><title type='text'>Unnodu Naan Iruntha - Iruvar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Iruvar, loosely translated to &#39;Duo&#39; in English, narrates critical periods of Tamilnadu&#39;s political history accounted around a friendship that became and later broke.  It is based on the relationship between the late actor MG Ramachandran who became the most popular political leader and chief minister of Tamilnadu, and the writer/poet Karunanidhi who has been the chief minister of Tamilnadu often.  Technically the film is more than just the lead pair; it is about an ensemble of brilliant people: Maniratnam&#39;s direction, Rahman&#39;s music, Vairamuthu&#39;s lyrics, Mohanlal&#39;s acting - one among a line of outstanding actors, Santosh Sivan&#39;s camera work.  I remember watching it for the first time, loving it for everything.  I must admit that the heavy set, literary Tamil spoken in sections of the film was above my head and I probably didn&#39;t understand quite a bit of the nuances.  Though I was overall enthralled by the movie, I was hoping against hope that it would be a huge commercial success too.  That it probably wasn&#39;t, but almost every person I&#39;ve ever discussed this film with has described it with much respect.  Oh well, it&#39;s one of those things.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This song - more a recital than a song - is in the setting of a poet who is passionately in love within an extra marital affair.  The rendition itself is by Arvind Swamy in a voice shaking with passion against a rising crescendo of Rahman&#39;s music.  Maniratnam chooses an austere, single scene shot, and yet the setting is raw and sensuous.  So much in two minutes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;toggle-vernacular&quot;&gt;Hide Vernacular&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;toggle-transliterated&quot;&gt;Hide Transliterated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;toggle-translated&quot;&gt;Hide Translated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;toggle-commentary&quot;&gt;Hide Comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;unnoadu naan irundha ovvoru maNi thuLiyum&lt;br /&gt;
maraNa padukkaiyilum maRakkaadhu kaNmaNiyae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;every moment that i have spent with you, i will not forget even in my death bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;thonnooRu nimidangaL thottaNaitha kaalam dhaan&lt;br /&gt;
ennooRu aaNdugaLaai idhayathil kalangudhadi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;the ninety minutes that we spent together, pounds around in my chest like it was eight hundred years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;paarvaiyilae sila nimidam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;the few minutes we spent gazing at each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;bayathoadu sila nimidam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;the few minutes we spent in fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;katti aNaithabadi kaNNeeril sila nimidam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;the few minutes we spent in tears, knowing that we were chained by mores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;ilakkaNamae paaraamal&lt;br /&gt;
ella idangaLilum muththangaL vidhaitha moahathil sila nimidam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;without concern for appropriateness, the few minutes we spent laying kisses all over each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;commentary&quot;&gt;ilakkanam is grammar, and i&#39;ve loosely translated it to appropriateness in context&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;unnoadu naan irundha ovvoru maNi thuLiyum&lt;br /&gt;
maraNa padukkaiyilum maRakkaadhu kaNmaNiyae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;every moment that i have spent with you, i will not forget even in my death bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;edhu jnayam edhu bhaavam iruvarukkum thoandravillai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;which is acceptable and which is our personal feeling, neither of us considered it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;adhu irava adhu pagala adhai patri aRiyavillai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;had the day dawned, had the night set, neither of us knew it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;yaar thodanga? yaar mudikka? oru vazhiyum thoandravillai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;who started this, who&#39;s going to end this.  neither of us saw a way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;iruvarumae thodangivittoam idhu varaikkum kaeLvi illai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;we started it together, and now there exists no questions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;acham kaLaindhaen aasaiyinai nee aNaithaay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;my fear disappeared, when you ignited my lust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;aadai kaLaindhaen vetkathai nee aNaithaay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;your robes were shed, and your modesty disappeared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;kaNda thirukoalam kanavaaga maRaindhaal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;even if i recall that captivating face as nothing but a dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;kadaisiyil azhudha kaNNeer kaiyil innum ottudhadi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;I will still feel that last tear you shed as a wetness on my palm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;transliterated&quot;&gt;unnoadu naan irundha ovvoru maNi thuLiyum&lt;br /&gt;
maraNa padukkaiyilum maRakkaadhu kaNmaNiyae (2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;translated&quot;&gt;every moment that i have spent with you, i will not forget even in my death bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/LdGxIoUeS2Y?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/feeds/5552027303822246692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/05/unnodu-naan-iruntha-iruvar.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/5552027303822246692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3540778074733298555/posts/default/5552027303822246692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlyricsmeanings.blogspot.com/2011/05/unnodu-naan-iruntha-iruvar.html' title='Unnodu Naan Iruntha - Iruvar'/><author><name>Sathish VJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15718521031646368740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>