And extreme the moods of the people in Chennai,
In summers, we complain about the heat,
During the monsoons, if one drop of water falls on our head we bleat,
No weather can satisfy us,
We're always making a fuss,
Either about Veyil Kālam,
Or Maḻaikkālam,
The rain Gods,
And the summer Gods,
Probably look at us Chennaiites,
And pity their plight,
Do we rain or shine,
They wonder while watching us from cloud nine,
We drink filter kaapi in the heat,
And Jigarthanda in the monsoons to stay upbeat,
We're a strange lot,
Our moods fluctuate between cold and hot,
Extreme the weather in Chennai,
And extreme the moods of the people in Chennai.
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