Kannadasan Lyrics

Film : Avan Pithanaa?
Singer : P. Susheela, T.M. Soundarrajan
Lyric : Kannadasan
Music : R. Parthasarathi
Actors : SSR, Vijayakumari

கிழக்கு வெளுத்ததடி கிழ்வானம் சிவந்ததடி
கதிரவன் வரவு கண்டு கமலமுகம் மலர்தந்தடி
எங்கள் குடும்பம் இன்று ஏறெடுத்து நடந்ததடி
இன்று வந்த தென்றலுக்கு இதயமெல்லாம் சிவந்ததடி

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A drinking song

Wine comes in at the mouth

And love comes in at the eye;

That's all we shall know for truth

Before we grow old and die.

I lift the glass to my mouth,

I look at you, and I sigh.

William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)

Amruta...

"A good teacher speaks in a language that people understand...at that time...at that moment in history."

In Italy

Quote

Change is the permanence of life.

(Movie dialogue)

My Shadow

I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.

The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow-
Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball,
And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all.

He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play,
And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
He stays so close beside me, he is a coward you can see;
I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!

One morning, very early, before the sun was up,
I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.

Robert Louise Stevenson (1850-1894)
Author of Kidnapped, Treasure Island and The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll & Mr Hyde.

Art of losing

The art of losing is not hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing further, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers. a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

- Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it) like disaster.

Elizabeth Bishop (1911-1979)

The arrow and the song

I shot an arrow into the air,

It fell to earth, I knew not where;

For, so swiftly it flew, the sight

Could not follow it in its flight.

I breathed a song into the air.

It fell to earh, I knew not where;

For who has sight so keen and strong,

That it can follow the flight of song?

Long, long afterwards, in an oak

I found the arrow, still unbroke;

And the song, from beginning to end,

I found again in the heart of a friend.

- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882)