At Thenmavinvattam on the hillside
We will have fun
At the time when the vine was growing
You can hear the banging
When the player blocks the ball
Let’s hear the flute
Black-eyed Kayamboo Vallis
You can see the prawns.
The green birds sang
I can hear something going on
Ponnaryannell will be harvested
Let’s have fun in Punnaramkat.
Payasam papada for dinner
Can be added to jaggery balls
The crayfish will run around laughing
Beauty can be found in Poika.
Thanga and Mary are the Leelas
Tanjatilunjal Tathi
They went round and round
Let’s dream and have fun.
Chinniparan and Varmudikattu
Know the flowers in Tanjam
How much more festive
That day’s Onam is over
Unni, Chandra and Sandhya all
Only in a dim memory
Those in the Gulf and elsewhere
Shattered
Spin the threads of love
Only in chat memory
Today, an educated person is beyond the center
Koovakalmamala can be seen
Maveli in view today
Drowning in tears.
The memory of then is worthless
Onam of that day will show
Since then, I have been in Chep.
Nnithiruvonam kondadum.
A. S. the pit