A black girl smiled
She was fascinated by one look
She was scolded
She was bitten
She told lies
She spoke angrily
Three hours in a minute
She boiled
She went to sleep
Why is my heart so sad
You went to find my eyes
If only the world was not like this
Our love
The blood is burning
Tie around you and you
We have to write a new story
You and I
Black girl Meenachchi
When you close your eyes
I will give you some red lips
Now you sit

Where you feel the taste
You can see it well
The hair is there
Let the heat burn

Wherever in the world
Our soldiers
Written in stone
Won the world
Not like you girls
Not in heaven
The taste of a black woman
Do you know No

Black girl Meenachchi
When you close your eyes
I give you some red lips
Now you sit

The beauty of your heart
Stays in a deep place on your chest
The eyes that meet
The glory of your heart
At the highest point of the mountain
The happiness spreads
The beauty of the tip of the tree
I also feel

I am not like you girls
Not in heaven
The taste of the black woman
You don’t know…The banks are crushed (crushed)
The clouds are raining… (crushed)
The fierce gaze is coming from the underworld

Looking at the north wind (enemies)
Crushing leaves..(crushed)
I am dead without a trace and I am also from the underworld..

The rogue’s head is running away
The scythe is in the scythe
The scythe is adorned with scythes
Come here Ala

The boy who gives the money
Takes the money and crushes it
Explodes the firecrackers
Falls as soon as he sees Ala

Rap

The white people with teeth are also dead
We are the ones who eat in the open
We are the white people who don’t know the white people
You are finished today, white people of the estates..

We are standing by the boat
We accepted the work from the yappu
Give us the things we bought from the safe
We will give you the slippers

There is no work under the water
The work is right under our noses
We will not bend our backs for fifty cents
They will consider it a rupee

Don’t be a fool and moan
Give us the sound of the snake on our back
We will tell the story of the daughter to the hospital

Rogue heads run away
Shove in the mud
Arrange the dangdi
Here we come Ala

The boy who gives the high-five
Takes the high-five
Explodes the fireworks
As soon as he sees it, Ala