काळपट पडतीय जुनी.. आंबट लागतीय हिरवीकंच lyrics

काळपट पडतीय जुनी.. आंबट लागतीय हिरवीकंच

Kālpaṭ paḍatīya junī.. āmbaṭ lāgatīya hirvīkañc

The old one is turning dark.. the raw green one tastes sour

सोळावं सरलं औंदा.. मी हाय गाभुळलेली चिंच

Soḷāvaṁ saralaṁ auṁdā.. mī hāy gābhuḷalelī ciñc

The sixteenth year has passed this year.. I am a 'gabhaleli chinch' (tamarind that has just started to bear fruit)

यौवन माझं जशी झाकली वाणाची रं सुगडं

Yauvan mājhaṁ jaśī jhākalī vāṇācī raṁ sugaḍaṁ

My youth is like a covered pot of 'vaan' (a traditional offering)

विषुववृत्त कासोटा नेसले नऊवारी मी लुगडं

Viṣuvavṛtta kāsoṭā nesale nauvārī mī lugaḍaṁ

I wear a nine-yard saree like the equator's 'kasoṭā' (a traditional way of tying a saree)

सावळी मोहक काया माझी रूप माझं रं टंच

Sāvaḷī mohak kāyā mājhī rūp mājhaṁ raṁ ṭañc

My dark complexion is charming, my beauty is perfect

सोळावं सरलं औंदा.. मी हाय गाभुळलेली चिंच

Soḷāvaṁ saralaṁ auṁdā.. mī hāy gābhuḷalelī ciñc

The sixteenth year has passed this year.. I am a 'gabhaleli chinch' (tamarind that has just started to bear fruit)

वेणी माझी जीवघेणी जशी नागीण डुले तालात

Veṇī mājhī jīvagheṇī jaśī nāgīṇ ḍule tālāt

My braid is deadly, like a cobra swaying to the rhythm

गळा माळ जणू झुले घड्याळी दोलक तीन नवात

Gaḷā māḷ jaṇū jhule ghaḍyāḷī dolak tīna navāt

My necklace swings like a clock's pendulum in three new ways

गाव बोलतो मला मेनका सांगत नाही मनचं

Gāv bolato malā Menakā sāṅgat nāhī manacaṁ

The village calls me Menaka, but I don't tell them what's in my heart

सोळावं सरलं औंदा.. मी हाय गाभुळलेली चिंच

Soḷāvaṁ saralaṁ auṁdā.. mī hāy gābhuḷalelī ciñc

The sixteenth year has passed this year.. I am a 'gabhaleli chinch' (tamarind that has just started to bear fruit)