The First one Veyyilodu Vilayadi Veyyilodu Uravadi…. Brings the small enjoyments we had in our childhood through the lyrics. The song starts with the big band sound and continues with the festival drums famously know as Thappadi. Guess this song would popular in rural villages.
The soft melody Uruguthae Maruguthae… the song has Shreya Ghoshal awesome voice and the try of Shanker Mahadevan in the melody voice was different. Prakash should be appreciated by the way he handling the song, it remains me the song Asai Asai eppoluthu… from dhool.
Ooran Thottathil Varathu potta velarikka… was energetic and a youthful song, which has some traditional games in the lyrics and the instrument’s used in the songs, gave a feel of dancing, the high pitch voice in the middle have a mix of Anniyan style.
Here goes my favorite song from Prakash is Kadhal Nerupin Nadanam… It has something special from him. It starts with the Arabian Vocal cords Ena Rackin my luv En odi my luv…. It has the touch of Harish jayaraj’s Omasa eya Mariyaya… form kaka kaka. I was impressed by the lyrics, esp the second para of the lyrics is soothing and the voice of my fav karthik & the Chinmaya has good combination. Here I share the Lyrics of the song (the original and translation of the song) :
Love is dance of fire
Melt the life and lose of travel.
Love is movement of water, cyclone sleeps
silent of sea.
Love a magic world, cheetah catch in spiders net
spotted deer’s, smile and redeem it
Eyes change as a plant, which blooms dreams because of uMelt the life and lose of travel.
Love is movement of water, cyclone sleeps
silent of sea.
Love a magic world, cheetah catch in spiders net
spotted deer’s, smile and redeem it
In the age and mind, the colors flows let by let because of u
To cushion on ur playing beautiful hands, a stage have to fell of my head.
Live rain, when the time umbrellas were absent.
Your two hands change as an umbrella.
Colors changes in your breath,
one crore rivers rushes into body.
Like a bird, you and I can go of the other side to the sky.
Like the roots, can we go long on the bottom of the earth.
Crore clouds crawl and dance above the head.
Love asks the language and becomes rain.
Haven’t seen the flower smell for hundred centuries,
it blow everywhere on the earth.
You inside me and me inside you
Time creates the Love doll.