Pipi Pipi Renu Natana Lyrics by Narada DisasekaraStage Drama Songs

Blooming, blooming…
Blooming, blooming, pollen dancing, brushing against a flower in the forest
Come, come.. come, come
A little gust of wind has touched our bodies too
Giving everyone, everyone the fruit of their good deeds
The gods have given to each and every one
A small patch of fortune has opened up for us too

Blooming, blooming, pollen dancing, brushing against a flower in the forest
Come, come
A little gust of wind has touched our bodies too
Giving everyone, everyone the fruit of their good deeds
The gods have given to each and every one
A small patch of fortune has opened up for us too

(Listen, listen, it’s telling a sweet message to one and all)…//
(The flock of parrots flew a flowery journey over the paddy fields)…//
Flew a flowery journey
Flew a flowery journey

Blooming, blooming…blooming, blooming, pollen dancing, brushing against a flower in the forest
Come, come.. come, come
A little gust of wind has touched our bodies too
The giving gods bring it home and hand it to us
One day the moon will rise for us as well
On that day we too will bathe in flower honey

(In our village the flowers have bloomed and the honeybees have gathered)…//
(They have built their hive in the jak tree, and the sweet jak fruit has ripened)…//
The sweet jak fruit has ripened
The sweet jak fruit has ripened

Blooming, blooming…blooming, blooming, pollen dancing, brushing against a flower in the forest
Come, come.. come, come
A little gust of wind has touched our bodies too
The giving gods bring it home and hand it to us
One day the moon will rise for us as well
On that day we too will bathe in flower honey

(Wherever it goes, a cloud drifts across the blue sky)…//
(Slowly, slowly it comes to rest, wrapped around a mountain peak)…//
Wrapped around a mountain peak
Wrapped around a mountain peak

Blooming, blooming…blooming, blooming, pollen dancing, brushing against a flower in the forest
Come, come.. come, come
A little gust of wind has touched our bodies too
The giving gods bring it home and hand it to us
One day the moon will rise for us as well
On that day we too will bathe in flower honey

This is a song of hope, the kind sung by ordinary village folk who have waited a long time for their turn at good fortune. It isn’t about one person’s heartbreak or longing. It’s a shared voice, a whole village telling itself that the gods have not forgotten them, that the blessings falling on everyone else will reach them too. The mood is bright and rising, full of the smell of flowers and the buzz of bees, the feeling of a season finally turning in your favour.

The whole song is built on the image of pollen dancing in the wind. In the opening line, pollen drifts off a blooming flower in the forest and the breeze carries it everywhere. That breeze is the point. When the singers say “a little gust of wind has touched our bodies too,” they mean that the same luck, the same blessing that has spread to others, has finally brushed against them as well. Pollen and wind here stand for good fortune travelling freely, landing on everyone, rich and poor alike. The line about “the fruit of their good deeds” leans on the Buddhist idea of pin (merit), the belief that good actions earn good returns, so the song is saying everyone is now receiving what their kindness has earned.

The promises grow warmer as it goes. “One day the moon will rise for us as well” is the heart of it. In Sinhala, a rising moon is the image of a bright, hopeful time arriving, light after a long darkness, so this is the poor and the patient saying their good day is coming too. “We too will bathe in flower honey” is pure village abundance: when the flowers bloom, the bees gather, and even the jak tree fills with sweetness and ripe fruit, that is a land overflowing, a time of plenty for all. The closing image of a cloud drifting across the blue sky and coming to rest gently on a mountain peak carries the same feeling of ease, of things settling into place at last.

What you are left holding is a quiet, generous kind of joy. This is a song that wants good things for everyone, not just for the one singing it. It celebrates a moment when the whole community feels the wind change, when blessings seem to be spreading like pollen and even the smallest household can believe its own bright morning is finally on the way.