Vaa Kannamma
Writes anti-love songs in a film industry that only commissions love songs
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 99
- key
- C major
- energy
- 0.69
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.50
- vocal at
- 9.6s
- length
- 3:32
- language
- Ta
lyrics
(mmm... ni-sa-ga-ma...) (first rain on a tin roof) I string the jasmine, bud by bud White knots cooling on my wrist The first monsoon is in my blood Your window seat is in the mist (vaa, vaa) The arrivals board says one more hour (one more hour) Ten whole years inside one hour Vaa vaa kannamma, come home Vaa vaa kannamma, come home (kannamma, kannamma) The rain has learned your name Vaa vaa kannamma, come home Vaa vaa kannamma, come home The filter coffee drips and sings Two steel tumblers on the tray I rehearsed a thousand things I will forget to say today (seri, seri) Vaa vaa kannamma, come home Vaa vaa kannamma, come home (kannamma, kannamma) The rain has learned your name Vaa vaa kannamma, come home Vaa vaa kannamma, come home Five thousand miles of dial tone (hello? hello?) Ends at gate eleven — home (home... home...) Vaa vaa kannamma, come home Vaa vaa kannamma, come home (kannamma, kannamma) The rain has learned your name Vaa vaa kannamma, come home Vaa vaa kannamma, come home (tha-ka-di-mi, tha-ka-di-mi) (vaa... vaa...)