The Secret Dreams!!

Oneday, I heard a song from the moon;
Everyday I sang them in bamboo groove!
The secrets of that music is fathomed by two souls;
Who had realised that those two had fathomed them?
Oh breeze, that glides weaving music;
Have you seen the daughter of music?

Is it the wish of the eyes, on what dreams to see?
Is it the wish of the poet, on what poems to write?
The abode of cuckoo is deduced from its music;
The blooming buds are known by its fragrance!
The cuckoo and the buds are wonders!
The dreams and the Poems are secrets!

A moon crossed me, leaving trails in my heart,
A rain drenched me, as music in my ears,
The hymn of ankelts, who is that angel?
She blooms in vision, who is that lotus?
This is a new kind of tinkiling;
Mesmerising is this wonder of music!

This is translation of a song (details in PS), that has me intrigued and wondering every time I hear it. I have listened to it n number of times and I still couldn’t place where to place my curiosity on. The music, the lyrics or the voice. Or is it the perfect combination of them?

Though the music and voice is just beyond my level of comprehension to interpret and analyse, I will just peek over the lyrics.

My interpratation is: The first stanza says that I met a girl, fell in love at first sight. I sing and cherish about her in the nature. The second stanza (My personal favorite of the three) states that she is partly wonder and partly secret, for she is the music of cuckoo, the blooming bud, the dream and the poem. Though anyone may know and get amazed at the wonder, she is just my secret to unfathom fully. The third stanza only connects the dots to mean that she is the flower, music and the daughter of music itself!

I am not so sure that this is the intended meaning of this song. This song is one of those wonders which lay just within the reach yet unreachable.

Now bring out the critic in you to dissect this better and reveal anymore secrets I have missed.


 

Movie: Kannukkul Nilavu | Music: Ilaiyaraaja | Lyricist: Vairamuthu | Singer: Hariharan

Nilavu Paatu Nilavu Paatu Or Naal Ketaen
Moongil Kaatil Moongil Kaatil Naalum Padithaen
Antha Isaiyin Ragasiyam Iru Uyirukku Purinthathu
Iru Uyirukku Purinthathu Ingu Yaarukku Therinthathu
Isaiyil Kalanthu Mithakkum Thendralae
Isaiyin Makalai Paarthathillaiyo

Kanavukal Varuvathu Vizhikalin Viruppamaa
Kavithaikal Varuvathu Kavignanin Viruppamaa
Kuyilkalin Iruppidam Isaiyaal Ariyalaam
Malarnthidum Malarkalai Vaasanai Sollalaam
Kuyilkalum Malarkalum Athisayam
Kanavukal Kavithaikal Ragasiyam

Nilavøndru Nadanthathu Šuvadukal Manathilae
Mazhai Vanthu Nanaithathu Isai Ènnai Ševiyilae
Kølusukal Keerthanai Yaarantha Devathai
Vizhikalil Virihiraal Yaarantha Thaamarai
Ithu Oru Puthu Vitha Paravasam Mayakkuthu Isaiyennum Athisayam

 

11 thoughts on “The Secret Dreams!!

  1. No matter what the artist intended, it is up to the one who partakes of the created dream to make what sense of it he/she can and take home the part that bites deepest into the soul! Otherwise , I read the poem pretty much the same way you do ! ; )

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  2. சமர் படத்தில் கூட ஒரு பாட்டு நல்லாயிருக்கும். மாயைதான எல்லாம். திரைப்படமும் மாயை தான. ஸ்பைடர் மேனால குதிக்க முடியுமா? ஹாரிபாட்டரால பறக்கத்தான் முடியுமா? ஆனால் பாடல்களில் வரும் கற்பனை வேறுவிதம். கவிதைக்கும் கதைக்கும் உள்ள வித்தியாசம். விளக்கம் அருமை.

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    • கதை சொல்லுங்க, பாட்ட கண்டு பிடித்து விடலாம்.. 😉

      நான் ரொம்ப நல்லா இருக்கேன்.. நீங்க?

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    • நலம். நேரம் கிடைத்தால் பாருங்கள். The Game மாதிரி இருக்கும். மைக்கேல் அட்டகாசமாக பண்ணியதை நம்மவர்கள் மசாலாவுடன் பின்னியிருப்பார்கள்.

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