Raasaali – Tamil Lyrics with translation

A repost of my post in here! (Tamil lyrics available in the link.) Hearty thanks to my friends over the site lyricaldelights.com for transforming the process of translation from a tedious task to sheer fun with all the timely help! 😀

I’m head over heels in love with this song.. So head over and relish the music and the poetry!

Bitten by the #Rasaali magic yet? Pure magic both in terms of lyrics and music.  #ARRahman #Thamarai #GauthamVasudevaMenon

Movie: Achcham Yenbadhu Madamaiyada
Lyricist: Thamarai
Singers: Sathya Prakash, Shashaa Tirupati
Music director: A R Rahman
Song sequence: (1)-(2)-(3)-(4)-(5)-(6)-(7)-(6)-(7)-(3)-(4)-(8)-(9)-(8)-(9)-(3)-(4)

Yo flying falcon, flying falcon, stop!

Are you fast, or am I faster? tell!

The clock too would lie, I realised!

As the east is turning to west..

(As an entire day passes by)

 

I feel like becoming a bird today..

The wings and my hands are the same..

Falcon.. Is this a bet/challenge/race?

Would you be the first?

Or would I be the first?

Let’s see..

 

Who is gonna first reveal the affection?

Who is gonna first release the arrow?

(From the Cupid’s bow)

 

As the silence faded without talking,

(As there is incessant talking between us)

As the lotus dances in the tank’s water,

Beautiful dreams dance before my eyes!

You, over my shoulders,

Is the warmth that expels cold!

 

In the day time, all eight directions nudge me,


In the night time, only the descending mist gives company,

In my heart, as a silky voice budges,

Would I die? (With the overwhelming feelings)

 

In front of me, is the joy of air rushing on my face,

Behind me, over my back is a little green parakeet,

This is the journey in my life,

Will I let it get over?

 

The ceaseless drench that flustered even the sun and rain,

The silly arrogance of the twinkling stars that followed,

The lingering fragrance in the air unique to every city,

Will not be forgotten by me..

 

Even before this, “Similar to this, I had a new experience”

To say so, there is not a memory in my past,

As well, I don’t see a chance to say in the future too..

(For this experience is unique and)

Will not be forgotten by me..

Spoiler alert : The beauty of poetry is till the realisation of the meaning. But this is one song, where it’s beauty is multiplied after knowing the meaning..

A girl enjoying the bike ride, feeling like a free bird..
The simple yet unmatchable experience of a bike ride..
Exploring different cities in bike..
Experiencing a unique feel..
All these interlaced with classical Carnatic music and sprinkled with love..

The cherry on the cake is the beautiful intricate words by Thamarai, that spices up the whole song to a new level..

The potpourri of music by ARR is just perfect and as ever, it adds emotion to the Tamil words and let’s you experience the fresh air on the face as well as the complexity of a seemingly simple experience!

I know it’s easy to get mesmerized by the song.. Just remember to drop in your views in the comments.. 😉

Wind – Part 15

15
 Oh life, who knows the goodness of you? 
You are the visible God.
All rules are formed because of you.
All rules are destroyed because of you.
Oh life,
You are the wind, you are the fire, you are the water, you are the sky.
In the things that appear, you are the guideline of appearance.
In the things that change, your work is to change them.
The insect that flies, the tiger that kills,
The worm that crawls, the countless lives in this world,
The infinite living things in the countless worlds -
All these are the explanation of you.
We consider the lives filled and spread in the land, water, air.
In the area of a square-feet in the air, lives lakhs of organisms, invisible to the naked eye.
One big organism; within its body, many small organisms; within them, many smaller organisms than that; within that even smaller ones-- Like this the world has stuffed life.
Huge -- Huge than the huge -- bigger than that -- bigger than that -- nucleus -- smaller than that nucleus -- even smaller than that -- even smaller than that --there is no end in both ways.
Endless in both ends.
Poets, when we wake up everyday in the morning, let us praise all the lives.
"Prayers, Lord Wind, the omnipresent Brahma" 

Note: This is the final part of Bharathi’s Prose-Poetry titled “Kaatru”. Interested in the Series? Check here to read the previous parts! To read the original version in தமிழ் or in Transliterated version? Click here! And here’s a feast to the fans of Bharathi (with translation)


Wind – Part 13-14

13
Does life stand in the fluttering leaves? Yes.
Does life moves the roaring sea-water? Yes.
The stone that is dropped from the roof falls in the floor.
What causes the change? The life in it.
What is the state of the water canals? Life-state.
The wind which was mute has started to blow!
What has happened to it? Life happened.
The cart is being pulled by the bullocks.
The life of bullocks is carried to the cart.
While the cart goes, it goes with life.
The Kite! It has life.
The Steam Engine train has life! Big life.
All the machines have life.
The Earth-ball rotates ceaselessly with high force.
She has an unending life. The Mother Earth.
Hence, every thing on her surface has life.
The whole world revolves.
The moon revolves. The Sun revolves.
Crores and crores and crores and crores
Multi-miles apart and farther and beyond
The scattered stars in the skies are revolving.
Hence, this earth has life.
We call the 'life' of the World as Wind.
We hail and praise him thrice a day.
14
We can't praise the Wind.
For his praise is endless.
He is praised by the Rishis as
"Ever-persistent Brahma"
We worship the life breath. Let him protect us.
We worship the Abhaanan. Let him protect us.
We worship the Vyaanan. Let him protect us.
We worship the Udhaanan. Let him protect us.
We worship the Samaanan. Let him protect us.
We are spreading the acts of the Wind.
We pray the life.
Let life live.

Note: This is the Part 13and 14 of Bharathi’s Prose-Poetry titled “Kaatru”. Interested in the Series? Check here to read the previous parts! To read the original version in தமிழ் or in Transliterated version? Click here! And here’s a feast to the fans of Bharathi (with translation)


Wind – Part 12

12

The crow flies away;
It swims over the waves of the wind.
What is that, that becomes the waves and facilitates the crow to swim across? Wind.
No. It is not wind.
It is the place of wind.
The station of wind.
Invisible to the eyes, the tiny particles of the world comes and crashes over us (When the wind blows).
It’s common practice to call those particles as wind.
It is not wind, it’s the chariot of the wind.
The heated ice becomes water.
The heated water becomes wind.
The heated gold becomes liquid.
The heated liquid becomes wind.
Like this, every object of the world could be converted to the form of wind.
This wind is a particle of physics.
The power / force in which these particles crawls (carried) is worshipped as the wind lord by us.
The flying path of the crow is the wind.
That path is controlled by the wind.
It is inclined to that path by the wind.
We worship him.
We surrender our lives.

காக்கை பறந்து செல்லுகிறது;
காற்றின் அலைகளின்மீது நீந்திக்கொண்டு போகிறது.
அலைகள்போலிருந்து, மேலே காக்கை நீந்திச்செல்வதற்கு
இடமாகும் பொருள் யாது? காற்று.
அன்று, அஃதன்று காற்று;
அது காற்றின் இடம். வாயு நிலயம்.
கண்ணுக்குத் தெரியாதபடி அத்தனை நுட்பமாகிய பூதத்
தூள்களே (காற்றடிக்கும் போது) நம்மீது வந்து
மோதுகின்றன.
அத்தூள்களைக் காற்றென்பது உலகவழக்கு.
அவை வாயு வல்ல, வாயு ஏறிவரும் தேர்.
பனிக்கட்டியிலே சூடேற்றினால் நீராக மாறிவிடுகிறது.
நீரிலே சூடேற்றினால் ‘வாயு’ வாகிவிடுகிறது.
தங்கத்திலே சூடேற்றினால் திரவமாக உருகிவிடுகிறது.
அத் திரவத்திலே சூடேற்றினால், ‘வாயு’ வாகின்றது.
இங்ஙனமே, உலகத்துப் பொருள்களனைத்தையும் ‘வாயு’
நிலைக்குக் கொண்டுவந்துவிடலாம்.
இந்த ‘வாயு’ பௌதிகத் தூள்.
இதனை ஊர்ந்துவரும் சக்தியையே நாம் காற்றுத்தேவ
னென்று வணங்குகிறோம்.
காக்கை பறந்துசெல்லும் வழி காற்று.
அந்த வழியை இயக்குபவன் காற்று.
அதனை அவ்வழியிலே தூண்டிச்செல்பவன் காற்று.
அவனை வணங்குகின்றோம்.
உயிரைச் சரணடைகின்றோம்.


Note: This is the Part 12 of Bharathi’s Prose-Poetry titled “Kaatru”. Interested in the Series? Check here to read the previous parts! To read the original version in தமிழ் or in Transliterated version? Click here! And here’s a feast to the fans of Bharathi (with translation)


Wind – Part 10-11

Wind - Part 10 & 11
10

It is raining,
The whole town is drenched wet.
The Tamizh people, Like the buffaloes, 
  Always stand in the wetness, Sit in the wetness,
  Walk in the wetness, Sleep in the wetness,
  Cook in the wetness, Eat in the wetness.
A dry Tamizhan is not available even
  for medicine (Even for sample)
The cold Wind blows relentlessly.
Many of the Tamizh people fall sick with fever.
Few people die everyday, The fools that remain
  blame it as 'fate'.
Oh yes man, it is fate only.
'For those who lack Knowledge, Lack happiness'
  is the fate of Eesan. (The Almighty)
In the country that lacks discipline,
  the abundance of disease is the fate.
Tamil Nadu lacks that discipline.
  Instead of flourishing the true discipline,
  And also Forgetting the lingering disciplines,
  Few (Brahmin) people
  from Tamizh Nadu spin false tales
  to the fools and earn their daily bread.
Do you think that the cold Wind is Poison?
That is Manna, If you can live in
  Not-Wet homes with good clothes.
Wind is good.
We worship the Wind.

11

We call the Shakthi as Wind.
The power that lifts,
The power that cleans,
The power that crashes,
That spins, That blows.
Out of the many forms of Shakthi,
  Wind is also one of them/
All divinities are the art of Shakthi.
We call the art of Shakthi only as Divinity.
Wind is the Son of Shakthi.
We worship him.

Note: This is the Part 10 & 11 of Bharathi’s Prose-Poetry titled “Kaatru”. Interested in the Series? Check here to read the previous parts! To read the original version in தமிழ் or in Transliterated version? Click here! And here’s a feast to the fans of Bharathi (with translation)

Wind – Part 9

Wind - Part 9
Come hither wind, Come slowly.
Do not break down the doors in the windows.
Do not throw take and throw away the papers.
Do not push down the books in the Almira.
Did you see this? Here, you pushed them down.
You torn away the pages of the book.
You brought back the rains.
You are so good in taunting the weak.
Dilapidated House, Dilapidated Door, Dilapidated Roof,
Dilapidated Tree, Dilapidated Body, Dilapidated Soul,
Dilapidated Heart -- These are broke down to pieces by the Lord of Wind.
He does not listen, even when told.
Hence, Gather around Humans.
Let us build stronger houses.
Let us strengthen the doors.
Let us train our bodies to stay robust.
Let us make our body resilient.
Let us toughen the our hearts.
If we do this way, the Wind will become our friend.
The Wind blows away the weak flame (of fire);
(But) Augments the strong flame (of fire).
His friendship is good.
We hail his praise everyday.

Note: This is the Part 9 of Bharathi’s Prose-Poetry titled “Kaatru”. Interested in the Series? Check here to read the previous parts! To read the original version in தமிழ் or in Transliterated version? Click here! And here’s a feast to the fans of Bharathi (with translation)

Wind Part 8

Wind - Part 8
Rainy Season.
Evening time.
Cold breeze comes in.
The sick covers his body (from the cold).
To no avail.
With the fear of Wind, cannot live happily, in the Earth.
When the breath is Wind, how could one live in fear of it?
Let the Wind blow on us.
Let it protect from us from diseases.
The Air from the Mountain is good.
The Air from the Sea is medicine.
The Air from the Sky is fine.
The Air in the cities is made as enemy by humans.
They do not worship the Lord of Wind directly.
So the Lord of Wind becomes angry and destroys them.
Let us worship the Wind Lord.
In his path there should not be,
  stagnation of the muddled water;
  presence of odor; rotten food thrown away;
  layers of dust settled; or any kind of impurity.
He, The Wind, is coming.
In the path he comes by, let us keep it clean
  by wiping it and sprinkling good water.
In the path he flows by, let us create
  groves and floral gardens.
In the path he flows by, let us burn
  camphor and other fragrant incense sticks.
Let him come as medicine.
Let him come as our lives;
  As elixir.
We worship Wind.
He is the son of Shakti. Descendant of Queen.
We welcome him.
Let him live.

 

Note: This is the Part 8 of Bharathi’s Prose-Poetry titled “Kaatru”. Interested in the Series? Check here to read the previous parts! To read the original version in தமிழ் or in Transliterated version? Click here! And here’s a feast to the fans of Bharathi (with translation)

Wind Part 7

Wind - Part 7
Look at the tiny ant.
How tiny it is!
Within it tiny form, the physical parts of
   hands, legs, mouth, stomach and
   all other parts are proportionately set.
Who set it so? The great Shakti.
All those parts are doing there work properly.
The ant eats, sleeps, gets married,
   give birth to off springs, runs,
   searches, wages wars, saves/rules their nation.
The wind is the base for all these happenings.
The great Shakti plays the game of life using wind.
We sing about the Wind.
It stands as strength to the knowledge;
As likes and dislikes of the heart;
In the lives (of living things), life exists by itself.
In the (exterior) world (visible to the eyes),
   we know of its actions;
   (yet) we don't know (of all its actions).
We praise the Wind!

Note: This is the Part 7 of Bharathi’s Prose-Poetry titled “Kaatru”. Interested in the Series? Check here to read the previous parts! To read the original version in தமிழ் or in Transliterated version? Click here! And here’s a feast to the fans of Bharathi (with translation)


Wind Part 5 and 6

Wind - Part 5 & 6
5
Bheeman and Hanuman are said to be
 the off springs of Wind in the epics.
The Veda says, all living things are
 off springs of Wind.
Life is nothing but Wind.
Life is the form / object.
 Wind is the action.
Mother Earth is alive.
Her breath is the Wind surrounding the Earth.
Wind is Life. He kills lives.
Wind is Life. So life is not destroyed.
The smaller form or life merges
 with the eternal form.
 (The life of individual merges
  with the soul of the world)
There is no death.
The entire world is life-form.
Appearance, Growth, Change, Disappearance
 - All are stages / acts of life.
We praise the Wind.
6
Oh Wind, come!
Come, carrying the pollen drops,
 with sweet fragrance that mesmerises the heart.
Flow over the leaves and waves,
 and carry the essence of their soul to bring to us.
Oh Wind, come.
Flow nicely such that,
 the fire/warmth of our lives linger long
 and let the good light glow bright.
Don't extinguish it, as your power declines.
Don't kill it, by bashing like ghosts.
Keep flowing for a very long time, 
 slowly and with good rhythm.
We will sing songs on you.
We will keep praising you.
We will worship you.

Note: This is the Part 5 and 6 of Bharathi’s Prose-Poetry titled “Kaatru”. Interested in the Series? Check here to read the previous parts! To read the original version in தமிழ் or in Transliterated version? Click here! And here’s a feast to the fans of Bharathi (with translation)


A scene from an epic!

This week’s song requires a bit of introduction to Mahabaratham, the great Indian Epic to understand and appreciate this song better. The epic has a great war Kurushethra, in which the Pandavas (the good gang) win over Gauravas (the bad gang). Though I can’t narrate you the story in a single post, I will just give you a small context. 

One of the heroes in the good gang is Arjuna (Who has 27 names, Gandeepan – one who has the bow named Gandeepam, is another name mentioned in this song). He resents war from the start and the Lord Krishna becomes his chariot to keep him in the war and help the good win over the bad. Karna is a good guy who ends up in the bad side due to circumstances. Arjuna kills Karna and this song is placed at that point.

The visualisation of the song also needs a little explanation for my dear readers, who are not aware of this art of stage performance. This is one of the art forms that is being followed since ages and is the ancestor for our movies. These performances are void of extraordinary special effects and relies on the voice, music and foremost the acting of the people. This is a song from the period film Kaaviya Thalaivan (Epic Hero) released in 2014.

I will save the favourite part of the post, my ramble about the song, to go below the song.. 😀

Tell me, tell me, tell me,
What’s the final judgement? You tell me..

Stop here, stop here, stop here,
In this war in this stage stop by here..

Go away, go away, go away,
Enough with this war, get away..

If you want any more lives to be taken,
Kill me yourself first..
Oh kanna, kill me first..

Why did you make me hold the arrows?
Why did you make me swim in the blood?
Why did you let me win over the world?
Why did you let me fail within myself?
You made me win the world,
And yet lose deep inside..
I, Gaandeepan, is asking you, oh Kanna, Gandeepan is asking..

The wheel of time is in your hands,
Yet the one who tumbled in it, is me..
The fate and the conspiracy is in your eyes,
Yet the one who got tangled in it, is me..

If my blame of killing Karna, will go to Kannan himself,
Where will my blame of blaming kannan himself, would go?
I’m at lack of words to express my distress..

Oh world, why wars?
Oh lives, why blood?
Oh almighty, why distress?
Oh heart, why vengeance?

Kanna, stop the chariot!
After defeating everyone, With whom would I live?
Stop the chariot!
Enough of this blood-bath! Stop the war!
Let the world of tomorrow prosper!
Stop the war!
Stop the war!

Movie: Kaaviya Thalaivan | Music: A. R. Rahman | Lyrics: Pa. Vijay | Singers: Mukesh

சொல்லிவிடு சொல்லிவிடு சொல்லிவிடு
இறுதி தீர்ப்பை நீ சொல்லிவிடு

நின்றுவிடு நின்றுவிடு நின்றுவிடு
இப்போரில் இவ்விடம் நின்றுவிடு

சென்றுவிடு சென்றுவிடு சென்றுவிடு
இந்த யுத்தம் போதும் சென்றுவிடு

இன்னும் உயிர்கள் வேண்டும் என்றால்
என்னை முதலில் நீயே கொன்றுவிடு
கண்ணா என்னை முதலில் கொன்றுவிடு

ஏன் அம்பை எந்த வைத்தாய்
ஏன் குருதியில் நீந்த வைத்தாய்
ஏன் உலகத்தை ஜெயிக்க வைத்தாய்
ஏன் உள்ளுக்குள் தோற்க்கடித்தாய்

உலகத்தை வெல்ல வைத்தாய்
உள்ளுக்குள்ளே தோற்க்கடித்தாய்
காண்டீபன் கேட்கிறேன் கண்ணா
காண்டீபன் கேட்கிறேன்

ஆ… காலச்சக்கரம் உன் கையில்
அதில் சுற்றியதேனோ நான்
விதியும் சதியும் உன் கண்ணில்
அதில் சிக்கியதேனோ நான்

கர்ணனை கொன்ற பாவம் கண்ணனுக்கு போகுமென்றால்
கண்ணனுக்கே பாவம் தந்த பாவம் எங்கு போகும் ஐயோ

ஓ… உலகமே யுத்தம் எதற்கு
ஓ… உயிர்களே ரத்தம் எதற்கு
ஓ… இறைவனே துயரம் எதற்கு
ஓ… இதயமே வன்மம் எதற்கு

கண்ணா தேரை நிறுத்து
எல்லாம் வீழ்த்தி எவருடன் வாழ தேரை நிறுத்து
போதும் இந்த குருதிக்குளியல் போரை நிறுத்து
நாளை உலகம் நலம் பெறும் என்று
போரை நிறுத்து போரை நிறுத்து

This song is a very dear song for me, especially for these two lines:

“கர்ணனை கொன்ற பாவம் கண்ணனுக்கு போகுமென்றால்,
கண்ணனுக்கே பாவம் தந்த பாவம் எங்கு போகும் ஐயோ”

“If my blame of killing Karna, will go to Kannan himself,
Where will my blame of blaming kannan himself, would go?
I’m at lack of words to express my distress..”

I could never express in words the emotions it evokes.. The resent it poses.. There are many things to regret from that war, but how could one ever get absolved from the blame of blaming the God himself. This leaves me spellbound and the voice and music is just perfect to emote those lines. And the actor Siddharth has done justice to that role. Overall, this song leaves me in goose bumps at times. Though, I can’t be expecting that much from everyone, do let me know whether you could appreciate the song.. Waiting for your thoughts in my comments..

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