Friday, May 20, 2011
Azhagey Un Mugam from Anthapuram
Some songs catch us unforeseen. This one, for instance. It is a plain but profound piece. I love the lyrics and the happy, catchy feel it brings.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age. ~John Dryden~
Whatever Dryden quoted in English, this song accounts for in Tamil. Cheers.
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