KANNADASAN[Yen] Iraivan endroru kavinyan…..

The beauty of lyrics is fantastic… by the way notice SPB’s voice (in his early days)… correct me if my interpretation is wrong in some places….

Movie: Yen
Poet: Kannadasan
Singer: S.P.Balasubramaniam
Music: T.R Paapa
Song Sequence:(1)-(1)-(2)-(1)-(3)-(1)-(4)-(1)-(5)-(1)-(2)-(1)

(1)iraivan endroru kavinyan,
avan padaitha kavidhai manidhan,

The poet named “God” ( God is depicted as a poet),
his created poem are we “Humans”,

(2)adhil ariyanum moodanum undu,
aanaal thodakkamum mudivum ondru,

among his creations are also the ignorant, the blind,
but the beginning and the end are the same (all the differences we human’s create among us is stupid, finally all our beginning and end are the same),

(3)kadavulin padaipile kavithaium undu,
gandhiai pola ve kaaviyam undu,
mudivu vilangaadha thodarkadhai undu,
mudikka vendumendru mudippadhum undu,

Among god’s creation are the poems ( normal human’s),
and also epic songs like “Gandhi”,
also there exist story’s which are incomprehensible and unending,
there are also creations which are finished compulsively,

(get the link between how a poet’s different creation is compared with different kinds of people)

(4)kangalil thodangi kangalil mudithaan,
pennidam pirandhadhai pennidam koduthaan,
manille nadandhadhai mannukke alithhan,
vanathil irundhe kavidhai mudithaan,

he began with the eye and ended it with the eye,
what was born with the woman he gave it back the woman,( I think it refers to “Love” referred to as being born in women, and the manifestation of love, “new life” ( children) being borne by women)
what ever happened on the soil ( earth), he gave it back to the soil ( I think it refers to birth and death)

(5)karuvil irundhe kavinyanin pirappu,
kaalaththin parise kavidhaiil sirappu,
karpanai enbathu kadavulin padaippu,
kadavulai vendradhu kavinyanin ninaippu,

a poet’s birth is right from the womb,
the gift of time ( Poets creations become immortal) is the speciality of the poem,
Good imagination is the creation of god,
but then the poet thinks that he has won over god,