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මගේ තේ, මගේ අතින්
My Tea, My Own Hands
Mage The, Mage Athin
In the morning mist in the rows of our estate, Amma shows a visitor how to pluck two leaves and a bud, and everyone claps when the first leaf drops in the basket. At the factory door the visitor is handed a packet with her own name on it, lifts it over her head and shouts the chorus, and the whole estate shouts it with her.
Lyrics
Chorus
මගේ අතින් හදපු තේ, පැකට් එකේ මගේ නම!Mage athin hadapu the, packet eke mage nama!Tea made by my own hands, my name on the packet!
ෆැක්ටරි දොරකඩ පැකට් එක උස්සලා කෑ ගැහුවාFactory dorakada packet eka ussala ka gahuwaAt the factory door she lifted the packet and shouted it
අපේ වත්තේ දළු, අපේ අම්මා උගන්නලාApe waththe dalu, ape amma ugannalaLeaves from our estate, taught by our Amma
අද ලෝකේ කෙනෙක්ගේ අතේ අපේ තේAda loke kenekge athe ape theToday our tea is in the hands of someone from the world
මගේ තේ, මගේ අතින්, මගේ තේ, මගේ අතින්Mage the, mage athin, mage the, mage athinMy tea, my own hands, my tea, my own hands
දළු දෙකයි අංකුරයයි, පැකට් එකේ මගේ නම!Dalu dekai ankurayai, packet eke mage nama!Two leaves and a bud, my name on the packet!
Verse 1
උදේ මීදුමේ, වත්තේ පේළි අස්සේUde meedume, waththe peli asseIn the morning mist, between the rows on the estate
අම්මා නෝනාගේ ඇඟිලි අල්ලලා පෙන්නුවාAmma nonage angili allala pennuwaAmma took her fingers and showed her
"දළු දෙකයි, අංකුරයයි, මෙහෙම කඩන්න""Dalu dekai, ankurayai, mehema kadanna""Two leaves and a bud, pluck like this"
කූඩේට වැටුණු පළවෙනි දළුවට හැමෝම අත්පුඩිKudeta watunu palaweni daluwata hamoma athpudiEveryone clapped for the first leaf that dropped into the basket
Before the chorus
මේසේ උඩ දළු අඹරනවා, හෙමින් හෙමින්Mese uda dalu ambaranawa, hemin heminShe rolls the leaves on the table, slowly, slowly
අම්මා හිනාවෙලා, "මෙහෙම ගියොත් රෑ වෙනවා!"Amma hinawela, "Mehema giyoth ra wenawa!"Amma laughs: "At this rate it'll be dark!"
එයත් හිනාවෙනවා, අත් දෙක කොළ පාටNonath hinawenawa, ath deka kola pataShe laughs too, both hands gone green
තේ සුවඳ කාමරේ පුරාThe suwanda kamare puraThe smell of tea through the whole room
Chorus
මගේ අතින් හදපු තේ, පැකට් එකේ මගේ නම!Mage athin hadapu the, packet eke mage nama!Tea made by my own hands, my name on the packet!
ෆැක්ටරි දොරකඩ පැකට් එක උස්සලා කෑ ගැහුවාFactory dorakada packet eka ussala ka gahuwaAt the factory door she lifted the packet and shouted it
අපේ වත්තේ දළු, අපේ අම්මා උගන්නලාApe waththe dalu, ape amma ugannalaLeaves from our estate, taught by our Amma
අද ලෝකේ කෙනෙක්ගේ අතේ අපේ තේAda loke kenekge athe ape theToday our tea is in the hands of someone from the world
මගේ තේ, මගේ අතින්, මගේ තේ, මගේ අතින්Mage the, mage athin, mage the, mage athinMy tea, my own hands, my tea, my own hands
දළු දෙකයි අංකුරයයි, පැකට් එකේ මගේ නම!Dalu dekai ankurayai, packet eke mage nama!Two leaves and a bud, my name on the packet!
Chant
කඩමු!Kadamu!Let's pluck!
අඹරමු!Ambaramu!Let's roll!
තේ!The!Tea!
මගේ!Mage!Mine!
Verse 2
මාසෙකට පස්සේ, ෆෝන් එකට වීඩියෝ එකක්Masekata passe, phone ekata video ekakA month later, a video on my phone
නෝනාගේ කුස්සියේ, යාළුවන්ට තේ වක්කරනවාNonage kussiye, yaluwanta the wakkaranawaIn her own kitchen, pouring tea for her friends
පැකට් එක පෙන්නලා, "මේක මම හැදුවේ!" කියනවාPacket eka pennala, "Meka mama haduwe!" kiyanawaHolding up the packet: "I made this!"
අම්මා ෆෝන් එක අරන් වත්ත පුරාම පෙන්නුවාAmma phone eka aran waththa purama pennuwaAmma took the phone and showed the whole estate
Before the chorus
මේසේ උඩ දළු අඹරනවා, හෙමින් හෙමින්Mese uda dalu ambaranawa, hemin heminShe rolls the leaves on the table, slowly, slowly
අම්මා හිනාවෙලා, "මෙහෙම ගියොත් රෑ වෙනවා!"Amma hinawela, "Mehema giyoth ra wenawa!"Amma laughs: "At this rate it'll be dark!"
එයත් හිනාවෙනවා, අත් දෙක කොළ පාටNonath hinawenawa, ath deka kola pataShe laughs too, both hands gone green
තේ සුවඳ කාමරේ පුරාThe suwanda kamare puraThe smell of tea through the whole room
Chorus
මගේ අතින් හදපු තේ, පැකට් එකේ මගේ නම!Mage athin hadapu the, packet eke mage nama!Tea made by my own hands, my name on the packet!
ෆැක්ටරි දොරකඩ පැකට් එක උස්සලා කෑ ගැහුවාFactory dorakada packet eka ussala ka gahuwaAt the factory door she lifted the packet and shouted it
අපේ වත්තේ දළු, අපේ අම්මා උගන්නලාApe waththe dalu, ape amma ugannalaLeaves from our estate, taught by our Amma
අද ලෝකේ කෙනෙක්ගේ අතේ අපේ තේAda loke kenekge athe ape theToday our tea is in the hands of someone from the world
මගේ තේ, මගේ අතින්, මගේ තේ, මගේ අතින්Mage the, mage athin, mage the, mage athinMy tea, my own hands, my tea, my own hands
දළු දෙකයි අංකුරයයි, පැකට් එකේ මගේ නම!Dalu dekai ankurayai, packet eke mage nama!Two leaves and a bud, my name on the packet!
Bridge
කලින් අම්මගේ කූඩේ පිටේ, උදේ ඉඳන් හවස් වෙනකල්Kalin ammage kude pite, ude indan hawas wenakalBefore, Amma's basket on her back from morning till evening
කඩපු දළු කොහේ ගියාද කියලා කවුරුත් ඇහුවේ නෑKadapu dalu kohe giyada kiyala kawuruth ahuwe naNobody ever asked where the leaves she plucked went
අද ඒ කූඩේ ලෝකේ කෙනෙක්ගේ පිටේAda e kude loke kenekge piteToday that basket is on the back of someone from the world
අම්මාගෙන් අහනවා, "මේක කඩන්නේ කොහොමද?"Ammagen ahanawa, "Meka kadanne kohomada?"Asking Amma, "How do you pluck this?"
Chorus
මගේ අතින් හදපු තේ, පැකට් එකේ මගේ නම! (මගේ නම!)Mage athin hadapu the, packet eke mage nama! (mage nama!)Tea made by my own hands, my name on the packet!
ෆැක්ටරි දොරකඩ පැකට් එක උස්සලා කෑ ගැහුවාFactory dorakada packet eka ussala ka gahuwaAt the factory door she lifted the packet and shouted it
අපේ වත්තේ දළු, අපේ අම්මා උගන්නලාApe waththe dalu, ape amma ugannalaLeaves from our estate, taught by our Amma
අද ලෝකේ කෙනෙක්ගේ අතේ අපේ තේAda loke kenekge athe ape theToday our tea is in the hands of someone from the world
මගේ තේ, මගේ අතින්, මගේ තේ, මගේ අතින් (අපේ තේ!)Mage the, mage athin, mage the, mage athin (ape the!)My tea, my own hands, my tea, my own hands
දළු දෙකයි අංකුරයයි, පැකට් එකේ මගේ නම!Dalu dekai ankurayai, packet eke mage nama!Two leaves and a bud, my name on the packet!
Outro
මගේ තේ, මගේ අතින්Mage the, mage athinMy tea, my own hands
පැකට් එකේ මගේ නම.Packet eke mage nama.my name on the packet
From the book
- Idea 34Pluck, wither and hand-roll your own tea on an estate, and take home the tea you made
- Cluster 2Sell the making, not the object
The book behind the songs
Every song here is sung from inside one moment: the day someone in Sri Lanka has already done one of the book's 500 ideas, and the family is celebrating.
This song is a story about one idea from the book Why Not Sri Lanka. It promises nothing. No real person or business is shown in it. The book's ideas belong to whoever builds them. Music and vocals created with Suno from original lyrics written for this channel. The pictures in the songs are made with AI too.
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