Song: Elamalakaadinullil from Pathaam Valavu (2022)

Lyrics: Vinayak Sasikumar

Music: Ranjin Raj

Playback: Haricharan

Filmed on: Suraj Venjaramoodu, Aditi Ravi

Elamalakaadinullil Song from Pathaam Valavu – Lyrics in English with Translation

Elamalakaadinullil lyrics

Ela malakkaadinullil

Oru naalumani poo virinje

Naalumani poovarikil

Then thumbikalum koottirunne

A 4 O’ clock flower

Blossomed in the cardamom hill forests.

Near the 4 o’clock flower

The honey flies guarded

Thennaludayaada thanne

Mani chinthumozhiyothi vanne

Melleyathu naadarinje

The breeze gave a dress

Came that way singing a beautiful tune

Slowly, the countryside came to know about it

Vaanam dhooreyathu kandunarnne

Amma mukilin ulluniranje

Mazhayaay pozhinje

Afar, the skies woke up seeing it….

The heart of the mother cloud

Filled and poured down as rain

Ela malakkaadinullil

Oru naalumani poo virinje

Naalumani poovarikil

Then thumbikalum koottirunne

A 4 O’ clock flower

Blossomed in the cardamom hill forests.

Near the 4 o’clock flower

The honey flies guarded

 

Anpaakum thanalil aananda kudilil

Annavaronnirunnu mizhivode

In the shade of love

In the coolness of joy

A swan sat, with beauty

Ullaake thurannum novellaam marannum

Snehathin niramulla chiriyode

With an open mind, forgetting all pains

And with a smile coloured with love,

Omalppoonkurunnin mizhivaadaathe

Venalppaadakale maranje

Not withering the eyes of tender sprout,

The shades of summer disappeared far.

Vaanathin madiyil athirillaathe

Mohathin chirakil paranne

Ennumivide vannu niranje naruthen madhuram

In the lap of skies, without boundaries,

Wings of desire flew.

Every day, came filling in

The sweetness of fresh honey

Ela malakkaadinullil

Oru naalumani poo virinje

Naalumani poovarikil

Then thumbikalum koottirunne

A 4 O’ clock flower

Blossomed in the cardamom hill forests.

Near the 4 o’clock flower

The honey flies guarded

 

Vellaaram veyilil kunnoracherivil

Ponnaada neythidunna pakalaavaam

In the beautiful sunlight

In the slope of the hill

Let’s become the day

Which weaves the golden cloth

Munnaazhi kanavil moovanthichimizhil

Ambilikkala kandu mizhimoodaam

In the 3 o’clock hour (early morning) dream

In the beauty of setting dusk,

We shall close our eyes(sleep)

Seeing the crescent moon.

Pandathe kanalum mizhineer kadalum

Innathe kuliril maraye

While embers of yesterdays

And the ocean of tears,

Disappear in the coolness of today,

Neeyillaathulakil enikkaay valaraan

Veraarum iniyilluyire

In a world without you, for me,

There is no one else to grow here after, dear.

Ullileriyum kunjumezhukin

Thiriyaanini nee

Hereafter,

You are the wick of the little candle

Which glows inside me

Ela malakkaadinullil

Oru naalumani poo virinje

Naalumani poovarikil

Then thumbikalum koottirunne

A 4 O’ clock flower

Blossomed in the cardamom hill forests.

Near the 4 o’clock flower

The honey flies guarded

Thennaludayaada thanne

Mani chinthumozhiyothi vanne

The breeze gave a dress

Came that way singing a beautiful tune

Melleyathu naadarinje

Slowly, the countryside came to know about it

Vaanam dhooreyathu kandunarnne

Amma mukilin ulluniranje

Mazhayaay pozhinje

Afar, the skies woke up seeing it….

The heart of the mother cloud

Filled and poured down as rain

 

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