Our wedding is coming

(2616)  Ei unmada malayanile

On this frenzied vernal breeze,
Full of honeyed scent,
With the bela and bakul, champak buds
Are ecstatic in the forest.

For the sake of getting You, heart is zealous;
My tiny river has spilled over shore.
Having loved, hope sways like an earring, back and forth,
For the One alone, husband I have chosen.

Darling, please arrive on silent feet,
With springtime flowers welcoming, welcoming,
Mind conscious and subconsciousness in thought smiling,
Shedding light that is golden.

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