Under the Monsoon Sky | Nadamaya

Under the Monsoon Sky – A Love Letter to Karnataka “Under the Monsoon Sky” is not just a song — it’s a journey through the heart of Karnataka, where love flows as gently as rain over the Western Ghats, and memories linger like the scent of jasmine in the evening breeze. Crafted with a blend of English lyrics and melodies rooted in the soil of Kannada culture, this song tells the story of love that blossoms during the monsoon — in the hills, temples, rivers, and quiet lanes of this beautiful land. We invite you to step into a world where Mysore silk brushes against temple bells, where Areca palms sway to the rhythm of veena strings, and where two hearts find each other under rain-soaked skies. What Inspired This Song? The inspiration comes from everyday magic in Karnataka: The coffee-scented hills of Chikmagalur The ruins and silence of Hampi The colorful beats of Yakshagana The soft thunder rolling over Kudla (Mangaluru) shores The timeless romance in Kannada folk tales This song is a tribute to those places and moments — the ones that live in us forever, even when we’ve left them behind. Musical Essence “Under the Monsoon Sky” blends the warmth of Indian classical textures with a subtle Western undertone. You’ll hear melodies inspired by Carnatic ragas, layered with ambient rain-like textures, and carried by gentle lyrical storytelling. Each line is meant to feel like a memory — familiar, soft, and full of heart. Lyrics, Concept & Creative Direction: Yashaswi Jayakumar Lyrics Snapshot You came like rain on a summer ground, Draped in silence, where my heart was found. Through coffee hills and temple chimes, You painted love in ancient rhymes. From the temples of Melukote to the streets of Bengaluru, the verses are filled with references only a true Kannadiga heart would recognize — or feel connected to, no matter where you’re from. Why Nadamaya? This is the first of many such compositions from Nadamaya – a platform that brings together: Stories of Karnataka Songs in Kannada and English Melodies that blend tradition and today In every note, we try to capture what words alone cannot. Whether it’s a sigh after rain, a breeze through mango leaves, or a stolen glance in the middle of a festival – we sing what the heart remembers. Thank You for Listening If this song touched you, made you smile, or reminded you of someone or someplace — please consider: Liking the video Subscribing to Nadamaya Sharing it with someone who understands the feeling of being in love under a cloudy Karnataka sky Let this song be your background when you drive through misty roads, sip filter coffee, or read old letters by the window as it rains. Nadamaya – Where Karnataka breathes in every note. ಪ್ರತಿಯೊಂದು ನಾದದಲ್ಲೂ ಕರ್ನಾಟಕ ಉಸಿರಾಡುತ್ತದೆ. #UnderTheMonsoonSky #Nadamaya #KannadaSoul #KarnatakaLove #WesternGhats #IndianRomance #VeenaAndRain #LoveSongs #MysoreSilk #Yakshagana #RainyLoveSong "Under the Monsoon Sky" (A romantic English song with soul from Karnataka) You came like rain on a summer ground, Draped in silence, where my heart was found. Through coffee hills and temple chimes, You painted love in ancient rhymes. The scent of earth, the jasmine bloom, Echoes your name in my quiet room. With every note from a veena's song, I knew with you is where I belong. Under the monsoon sky, I see your face, Like a lamp in the dark, like time in grace. Your touch is gentle like Mysore silk, Your words, the lullaby I drink like milk. Hold me close, like the breeze through trees, Our hearts beat in Kannada memories. We walked through fields where stories grow, In whispers soft as river flow. From Hampi stones to coastal sand, I traced your love across this land. Your smile, a secret the rainbirds knew, Like Yakshagana tales, ever true. In every drumbeat, every dance, You turned my world into romance. Under the monsoon sky, I see your face, Like a lamp in the dark, like time in grace. Your touch is gentle like Mysore silk, Your words, the lullaby I drink like milk. Hold me close, like the breeze through trees, Our hearts beat in Kannada memories. Through Areca palms and sandalwood air, I found a love beyond compare. We speak in glances, soft and low, Like raagas from a long ago. Under the monsoon sky, our love will stay, From Bengaluru dawns to Kudla bay. Forever yours in soul and song, In Karnataka’s heart, we both belong.