தெரிந்த பிறகு, திரைகள் எதற்கு..?
About “Thendral vandhu ennai thodum” Song
“Thendral Vandhu Ennai Thodum” from Thendrale Ennai Thodu, a classic Ilaiyaraaja composition, is a sublime ode to nascent love and tender intimacy. Sung soulfully by K. J. Yesudas and S. Janaki, with Vairamuthu’s exquisite lyrics, the song paints a picture where nature becomes an accomplice to blooming romance.
The breeze, the moon, and the monsoon rain are not just elements but active participants, mirroring the lovers’ quiet yearning and profound connection. It speaks of a moment suspended in time, where unspoken desires swell, shadows disappear, and raw truths are illuminated. The melody carries a gentle, almost hypnotic rhythm, inviting listeners into a dreamlike embrace of two souls discovering each other in a world transformed by love. It’s a beautifully serene and deeply personal romantic experience.
The breeze comes fondling my skin —
Ah! Love blooms silently in every vein within.
Daylight, dive into oblivion’s deep,
Night, unfurl your velvet-blue sleep.
O Moon, sprinkle rosewater—cool, sweet—
Lay down your light in slumber’s retreat.
This hour — the monsoon’s own refrain —
Where drizzle stitches silver rain…
Your shoulder: a planet, solitary, dark —
‘Enough’ — the lone prayer in the dark.
Here, rain is not water — but a harmonium
Breathing old ragas through the damp stadium…
Each step — a swara spilling from my soul —
Melts slow into the earth’s thunderous scroll.
Now that our eyes strip shadows bare, love —
The unspoken swells to a stifled groan…
Curtains fall — only to rise, stark and true,
On truths drenched in light, me and you.
Now that we’re drenched to the bone, love —
where silk now clings, cheeks blush,
And every droplet whispers… Why conceal?
When rain has bared what our skins reveal?
When I lean into your chest, love —
Time stills. The world becomes a silent hue,
Hummed soft on skin’s silver screen,
Our hearts — the soul’s most sacred demesne.
O my love, your touch — a bolt of might,
A living current, startling, bright!
Yet in that shock, my spirit knew:
Only your love could ever ring me true.
This is when the moon spun tales of you, my love,
My heart rewrote its fate with every sigh…
A quiet tempest stirred within my core —
Now I bloom, aching evermore.
Fragrance-drunk, the creeper blooms in trance,
Each trembling petal lost in love’s sweet chance…
Why does it sway so slow, so deep, so lost?
Is this how hearts bloom — at love’s first frost?
Your lips taste of monsoons — slow,
Salt-sweet whispers, secrets flow…
Each kiss, a poem on skin unwritten —
Why does this haunt me, passion-smitten?
Now, the hour blooms — unfold, night’s last star!
Let your true light be tasted, near and far.
Rise! Claim the sky — no shadows to borrow —
Destiny waits: Shine through the morrow!
தூறல் போடும் இந்நேரம்,
தோளில் சாய்ந்தால் போதும்..!
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