Seere seere seere uttareKan kan bitkond nodtheeraPutta putta gownu thottareHinde hinde beeltheera When we wear a saree, you stare at usWhen we wear short frocks, you stare at usSeere alla gounu allaUtta batte lenaitheNeev nododraage ellaaitheNimma buddhi illa shuddhiNeither the Saree nor the frockIt is not in the dressing which mattersIt is all in your eyesMen’s thinking is a twisted oneOo anthiya mamaOo oo anthiya mamaOo anthiya mamaOo oo anthiya mamaWill you say yes or no, man?Bella bella gidre obbaThalli thalli hogthaaneKappu kappaa gidre obbaThappu thappag nodthaaneIf we’re fair in complexionOne just goes pushing through usIf we’re dark in complexionWe get teased aroundKappu alla bilupu allaRangina hangu nimagillaHengidrunu sari antheeraNimma buddhi illa shuddhiNeither the fairness nor the darknessColour doesn’t matter to you, menIf you get a chance, you men’s thinking is a twisted oneOo anthiya mamaOo oo anthiya mamaOo anthiya mamaOo oo anthiya mamaWill you say yes or no, man?Udda udda idre obbaHaari haari barthaaneGidda gidda idre obbaJaari jaari beelthaaneIf we’re tall enough, one just jumps around happilyIf we’re short in height, one just feels very happy for itUdda alla gidda allaNimma sathya hellenuSikkid dellla seerundeneNimma buddhi illa shuddhiNeither the tallness nor the shortnessI will tell you all a truthThe grapes which reach you is sweet enoughYou, Men’s thinking is a twisted oneOo anthiya mamaOo oo anthiya mamaOo anthiya mamaOo oo anthiya mamaWill you say yes or no, man?Dappa dappa idre obbaMuddu maadona anthaaneSanna sannakkidre obbaSarasa aadonanthaneIf we’re chubby enough, one comments telling we’re cuteIf we’re lean, one feels crazy about usDappa alla sanna allaRoopu shepu bekillaOnti hennu kandre nimmaGandina buddhi illa shuddhiNeither the chubbiness nor the leannessIt is not about the physiqueIf asked to meet aloneMen’s thinking is a twisted oneOo anthiya mamaOo oo anthiya mamaOo anthiya mamaOo oo anthiya mamaWill you say yes or no, man?Thumba dodda jnaaniyangeObba neethi helthaneOlle olle maathu heliObba phosu kodathaneOne just shows off as if a great manSome just speak about moral values like good menNeethi illa maathu illaNimma marma gothabbaDeepagalella aarida myaaleDeepagalella aarida myaaleEllara buddhi onde buddhiNeither the goodness nor the badnessAll of you come under oneWhen the lights go offEveryone’s thinking is a twisted oneOo anthiya mamaOo oo anthiya mamaOo anthive goriOo oo athiva goriWill you say yes or no, man?We’ll tell yes, girl?Why would we say no?Oo anthiya mamaOo oo anthiya mamaWill you say yes or no, man?