Under Kerala skies, where coconut trees sway,

Folk tunes whisper, in the breeze they play.

In the rhythm of backwaters, our story unfolds,

Malayalam echoes, in tales untold.

(Chorus)

Folk melodies, in our hearts they ring,

A dance of love, in the songs we sing.

Through paddy fields and the monsoon rain,

In Malayalam folk, we find our refrain.

(Verse)

Elephant's trumpet, in the ancient grove,

Harmony of nature, where stories rove.

With each note, a memory takes flight,

In the folk tunes' embrace, our spirits ignite.

(Chorus)

Folk melodies, in our hearts they ring,

A dance of love, in the songs we sing.

Through paddy fields and the monsoon rain,

In Malayalam folk, we find our refrain.

(Bridge)

Underneath the mango tree's shade,

In the language of ragas, emotions cascade.

With every beat, the rhythm of the soil,

In Malayalam folk, our spirits coil.

(Chorus)

Folk melodies, in our hearts they ring,

A dance of love, in the songs we sing.

Through paddy fields and the monsoon rain,

In Malayalam folk, we find our refrain.

(Outro)

As the sun sets on the coastal shore,

Malayalam folk, forever we adore.

In the simplicity of tunes, our hearts remain,

A timeless melody, in the Kerala rain.