Chorus:
Man:
I came to sing of Beauty
There are no suitable words in Tamil
The kisses you spill on my chest
Are the pearls in my memory
The rose that sways on a plant
It does not wear a Sari
The fruits that dance on the branches
They don’t feel shy
Woman:
As the flowing water is touched by breeze
The heart is touched [ collide – literally] by desire
If one loves like the wind, what bliss it is
Oh, what a colour it is!
Chorus
Woman:
The red flower has a brightness,
It meets with the eyes
The mind is cooing to see a merging,
To give a good feast
Man:
The colourful ball that desire threw,
Lands at your doorstep inviting you to come out and play
If we sing together of love
Where will we go and what’s the hurry?
Chorus
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