Adare Kathawak

An untold story, hidden away in the heart,
patterns of love written at the corners of the eyes,
on the evening we became our own, on the flower-path where hands entwined,
you wrote dream-blossoms in letters, our story of love

Do you whisper love, softly, to the ear?
do you seek a warmth, drawing close to my heart?
do you ask again, testing, the depth of affection?
will you stay forever, mine and mine alone?

Wrapping me in a dream, colouring it, admiring its shape,
you build a dream-palace, slowly, slowly drawing near

You who gave me my very life, now written into your name,
I will live on in love, drawn close to you,
I will never fly off, far away, on any day,
by pure chance you were given to me, and I am yours for life

Wrapping me in a dream, colouring it, admiring its shape,
you build a dream-palace, slowly, slowly drawing near

A warm, devoted love song about a love that began quietly and now feels like destiny. It opens on an untold story, hidden away in the heart, and patterns of love written at the corners of the eyes, feelings shown in glances long before they were spoken. On the evening we became our own, hand in hand on a flower-path, you wrote dream-blossoms in letters, our story of love.

The middle is a string of tender questions, the small reassurances lovers seek. Do you whisper love to my ear? do you seek warmth close to my heart? do you keep testing the depth of my affection? and, above all, will you stay forever, mine and mine alone? It is love wanting, gently, to be certain of itself.

The close is a vow. To the one who gave me my very life, now written into your name, the singer promises: I will live on in love, drawn close to you, and I will never fly off, far away, on any day. What came by pure chance, she says, she will hold for life. Sung by Hansinee Wimalsiri, it is a tender, wholehearted love song about a quiet love grown into lifelong devotion, and the sweet certainty of belonging wholly to each other.