This is a sweet romantic song from the ’60s. Thanks to my dad for making sense of the last verse!
**nAn malarOdu thaniyAga yEn ingu ninREn
en maharANi unai kANa OdOdi vandhEn
nee illAmal yArOdu uRavAda vandhEn
un iLamaikku thuNaiyAga thaniyAga vandhEn
Why am I standing here with a flower?
I came running to see you, my dear queen
Who other than you could I love?
I came alone to be your companion
**nee varuginRa vazhi meedhu yAr unnai kaNdAr
un vaLai konjum kai meedhu parisenna thandhAr
un malar koondhal alai pAya avar enna sonnAr
un vadivAna idhazh meedhu suvai enna thandhAr
Who spotted you one your way here?
What gift did they bestow on your beautiful bangle-adorned hands?
As your flowered hair cascaded down, what did they say?
What flavour did they give to your shapely lips?
**pon vaNdonRu malar enRu mugathOdu mOdha
nAn vaLai koNda kaiyAlae medhuvAga mooda
en karunkoondhal kalindhOdi megangaLAga
nAn bayandhOdi vandhEn unnidam uNmai kooRa
A golden bee thought my face was a flower and touched it
I hide my face (in shyness) with my bangled hands
My black hair spread like the clouds
I came in fear to tell you what happened