toogu manchadalli kootu megha shyaama raadhegaatu
aadutihanu eno maatu raadhe naachuttidaLu
seraga beralinalli sutti jadeya tudiya kennegotti
jummuguduva mukhavanetti kanna muchchuttidaLu
mukhava edeya naduve otti, toLininda koraLa sutti
tutiyu teedi benki hotti, hammanusira bittaLu
seragu jaarutiralu kelage baanu bhoomi melu keLage
adurutiruva adharagalige belli haala battalu
chaachutiralu araLigaraLu yamuneyeDege chandra baralu
mele taareganna horaLu haayi doNi telitu
tanage taane toogumancha taagutittu dooradancha
tegeyo garuDa ninna chuncha haalugadige heLitu
Swinging together
Leaning over his beloved,
As Shyama speaketh sweet words into her ears
Turning scarlet, blushes, a demure Radha
Twining the pallu of her saree onto a finger,
Pressing to her cheeks, the tip of her long, dark plait,
She casts at him, coy looks, batting her eyelashes, thick.
Leaning over his beloved,
As Shyama speaketh sweet words into her ears
Turning scarlet, blushes, a demure Radha
Twining the pallu of her saree onto a finger,
Pressing to her cheeks, the tip of her long, dark plait,
She casts at him, coy looks, batting her eyelashes, thick.
Resting her face over his chest, broad
Wrapping around his neck, her slender arms
As her swollen lips brush against his,
A gentle sigh, in pleasure, out she breathes
A flame of passion ignite their hearts
Whilst the roguish pallu slips and drops
Becomes the skies, the earth
Become the earth, the skies
A warm treat of milk in a cup, silver
Pleasure serves those lips that quiver
Wrapping around his neck, her slender arms
As her swollen lips brush against his,
A gentle sigh, in pleasure, out she breathes
A flame of passion ignite their hearts
Whilst the roguish pallu slips and drops
Becomes the skies, the earth
Become the earth, the skies
A warm treat of milk in a cup, silver
Pleasure serves those lips that quiver
Whilst the moon inches toward Yamuna
Love blossoms, blooms, stretches far afar
In ecstasy, their eyes daze
As a row boat sails, smooth, far in gaze
To and fro, swings the swing
Away to an end, euphoric, swaying .
Love blossoms, blooms, stretches far afar
In ecstasy, their eyes daze
As a row boat sails, smooth, far in gaze
To and fro, swings the swing
Away to an end, euphoric, swaying .
Lyrics from the Kannada movie - Kirik Party (2016)
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