71. The cowherd women carry you on their waists, take you to their homes, play with you as they please and lovingly care for you. When the young girls see you, they become happy, and if learned people praise you, you give them your grace. You are the One giving me your grace and removing my sorrows. You stay in the eternal Thirukkurungudi, Thiruvellarai and Thirumālirunjolai surrounded with forts and You are the nectar that stays in Kannapuram. O dear one, shake your head and crawl. You are the lord of all the seven worlds. Crawl, crawl.

258. I saw the cowherds carrying umbrellas made of peacock feathers standing around Kannan whose curly hair is bedecked with beautiful peacock feathers. They sang and danced in front of their doorsteps. I don’t want you to give me in marriage to anyone except Māyan, the lord of Thirumālirunjolai. You should realize that I belong only to the victorious one and give me in marriage to him. If you don’t, it will plunge me into sorrow.

338. The mountain of him, the king, the light of the family of the cowherds who destroyed the clan of the Rakshasās when they wandered about and scared and afflicted people, is the southern Thirumālirunjolai where divine Apsarases come and wander as their anklets jingle and where the river Silambāru flows.

339. The mountain of the divine god who cut off the thousand arms of his strong enemy Bānasuran, the ten heads of Rāvanan who carried a strong sword, and his sister Surpanakha’s nose is the lovely southern Thirumālirunjolai, whose fame is spread in all places and has remained and will remain for many ages.

340. The golden mountain of the glorious lord who leads the noble, the great and the evil on the right paths is cool Thirumālirunjolai that will change the lives of the devotees who go there always and worship him.

341. The mountain of the god who carried Govardhanā mountain (Madhura) to save the cows and the family of the cowherds when Indra, the king of the gods, tried to destroy their festival with a storm is the southern Thirumālirunjolai where a river of honey flows just like the river that flows in the Karpaga garden blooming with lovely flowers.

342. The mountain of the lord who saved Gajendra when a crocodile caught him in a pond, and destroyed Kamsan, strong as an elephant, is fertile Thirumālirunjolai where the strong male elephant searched for his mate that was angry and had left him, and when he could not find her, he promised on the dark ocean-colored god that he would behave when she returned.

343. The mountain of the clever god with lovely arms smeared with sandal paste who killed the wrestlers sent by his uncle Kamsan to oppose him is southern Thirumālirunjolai where the gods and the good sages worship him, saying that he is their refuge.

344. The mountain of the lord who gave water to the horses and caused a flood and drove the chariot in the battle for his brothers-in-law to help them conquer the Kauravās is southern Thirumālirunjolai, praised by the Pandiyan king Nedumaran with a sharp spear and bent bow of Kudal city in the south.

345. The golden mountain of the precious god who if enemy kings do not approach him, destroys their countries and makes them walk on small paths in cruel forests is southern Thirumālirunjolai where at dawn thousands of bees with six legs and stripes on their bodies sing his thousand names.

346. The mountain of the dear one where Bhudams offer copious food with red blood and give sacrifices in the evening and worship the god is southern Thirumālirunjolai where the velvet mites whose bodies are red like the sweet lips of our god fly around in groves where honey drips,

347. The mountain of the faultless god who stays in majesty surrounded by his many beautiful queens shining in all the eight directions is southern Thirumālirunjolai where village cows play with their bulls and in the evening go back and think of the happiness that they enjoyed together.

348. Vishnuchithan of Villiputhur, always the devotee of the dark ocean-colored god, composed pāsurams about the beautiful Thirumālirunjolai hills surrounded with fields and groves. Those who recite his pāsurams and worship the god will reach Kannan’s ankleted feet.

349. This mountain(Thirumāliruncholai) is the abode of Lord Krishna, who defeated Rukman, who came chasing the Lord to take his sister back. Here laburnum trees shower golden flowers that look like golden coins and rings given wholeheartedly.

350. Thirumālirunjolai is the mountain of the sapphire-colored lord who killed Kamsan, Kālingan, the elephant Kuvalayāpeedam, the marudu trees and the seven bulls when he grew up. Here poisonous snakes spread their red fangs to hide the cool beautiful moon, thinking that it can be swallowed.

351. Thirumāliruncholai is the mountain of the dark ocean-colored god who killed Narakasura with his craftiness and married the maidens who were held captives. This Thirumālirunjolai is surrounded by beautiful groves where the flowers of blooming punnai, cherundi, punavengai and kongu trees look like golden garlands.

352. Thirumāliruncholai is the mountain of the matchless lord, strong as a bull, who released Aniruddha (Krishna's grandson) from Bana's prison and arranged his marriage with Ushai Here gypsy women with lovely voices, dance and sing kurinji songs and praise Govindan, the beloved child of the cowherds.

353. This is the abode of the charming Lord who destroyed the meanness of Sisupalan, who heaped abuses on Krishna Thirumālirunjolai is a majestic mountain, beautiful, flourishing, victorious, the greatest and highest mountain on earth.

354. Thirumāliruncholai is the mountain of Lord Krishna who made the hundred wives of the Kauravās suffer for their injustice and relieved Panchali's sufferings This ancient southern Thirumālirunjolai, is the hill of the divine lord, where a swarm of beautiful bees sings lovely songs and drinks honey.

355. Thirumāliruncholai is the mountain of the lord who as Rāma, destroyed the Rakshasā clan with his strong arms for the sake of his thick-braided wife Sita. Here a clear waterfalls descends bringing gold as it flows and all people join together and bathe.

356. Thirumāliruncholai is the mountain of Lord Rāma who destroyed Lankā with his fiery arrows, bending his bow heroically, This is a divine place where all the gods and Indra the king of gods go and worship Him and where the bright sun, moon and the stars surrounding it shine.

357. The mountain of the faultless lord who as a boar playfully dug up the earth with his tusk, measured the earth as Vāmanā and swallowed it as little Kannan is Thirumālirunjolai where the cool river Silambāru collects and brings many things and places them at the feet of the god as offerings to worship him.

358. The mountain of the faultless one who rests on Adishesha with a thousand shining crowns and a thousand arms is beautiful Thirumālirunjolai where there are a thousand rivers, a thousand springs and a thousand blooming groves, all ruled by the lord Thirumāl.

359. Vishnuchithan described and praised the god of the mountain Thirumālirunjolai, the ocean of nectar, the creator of the four Vedās, the ocean of nectar, the generous Karpaga tree in heaven, the deep meaning of Vedānta and the highest light, shining in all eight directions. Praising the Devotees of Thirumāl in Thirukkottiyur and blaming those who are not Vaishnavas

453. I pulled myself out of the vicious cycle of births and deaths, followed You wherever You are and I realized You. Will I ever allow You to go hereafter? (I won't allow You to leave my heart) You entered Devaki's womb, after she lost her six children, who were dashed against stone, O father, lord of Thirumālirunjolai ! You were born( as Kannan).

454. I have trapped You in my heart ; I won't allow You to leave me. If You hide by tricks, I swear by You and Your divine consort that what You do isn't proper. O! God! You reside in Thirumāliruncholai, whose water can cleanse the ills of all and protect all towns and villages.

455. I have the blessing of serving You. Hereafter, serving another one with humility and standing in front of any other doorstep will be a disgrace to You. My Father! You reside in Thirumāliruncholai where tribal people grow crops and worship You and say "We praise Your golden feet and eat new grain. "

456. O father, lord of Thirumālirunjolai! I have wandered for several miles but have found no shade or water here. Except the shade beneath Your feet, I don't see any refuge that would make me survive. O! God! You went as a messenger for the Pāndavās ; entertained a feigned relationship with the Kauravās, made them your enemies and caused their total destruction

457. My feet do not have the strength to walk and the tears from my eyes do not stop. My body becomes weak and trembles. I cannot speak. I shiver, my arms are twisted and I can’t make them straight. My mind is fascinated by you and thinks only of you and I begin to praise you and live, O my father, lord of Thirumālirunjolai surrounded by springs where fish frolic.

458. Shivā who has the bull in his flag, Brahmā, Indra and no one else know the cure for the sickness which is birth. You, beautiful like a bright sapphire, are the healer who can cure this sickness. O my father, lord of Thirumālirunjolai, give me your grace so I may enter your abode and not be born again.

459. I was immersed in the sufferings of this world and now by your generous grace have got ashore. I am tired. Please give me your grace and say to me, “Don’t be afraid. ” O god of Thirumālirunjolai with a shining discus (chakra) your hands are strong, your eyes are lovely, you wear silk garments, and your body has the color of the red evening sky.

460. I have spent years, ages and eons, thinking that I could see You today or tomorrow. Now I will not leave You. You gave your brothers-in-law the Pāndavās life and destroyed the hundred Kauravās. Don’t you know that my heart is with you, O my father, god of Thirumālirunjolai?

461. Even when I was in my mother’s womb I was determined to serve You. I was born in this world and today I came here and found you— how could I leave you who fought with Bānasuran and cut off his thousand arms, with your discus (chakra) scattering them in all the directions, O my father, lord of Thirumālirunjolai.

462. Vishnuchithan the chief of Puduvai that is filled with golden shining palaces, composed pāsurams about the lord of Thirumālirunjolai where people of the world go and play in the spring water. Those who recite these ten pāsurams will become devotees of the god who measured the world.

534. He, the highest god worshipped by all good people, is the generous Azhagiya Manālan of Thirumālirunjolai. If you want us to press his feet when he sleeps, O kūdal, you should come together. Come and join the place you started. (Kūdidu kūdale).

543. He is our lord of Thirumālirunjolai, the essence of the four Vedās, the handsome One whom the cowherd women loved in their hearts, the One who saved Gajendra, the elephant dripping with rut, from the mouth of the crocodile. O kūdal, if you want him to come here to us, you should come together. Come and join the place where you started. Kūdidu kūdale.

587. O velvet mites colored like red sinduram powder, and flying everywhere in the groves of Thirumālirunjolai, I am caught in my love for the one with handsome arms who churned the milky ocean with Mandara mountain and took its sweet nectar. It is like a net. Will I survive this sorrow?

588. O friend! In Thirumālirunjolai where elephants fight with each other and play, the blossoming mullai flowers on the vines in the forest laugh at me i The vines that grow in the rainy season bloom as if to say, “You will not survive!” To whom can I tell the pain that his garland gives me?

589. O beautiful karuvilai flowers! Kāyām flowers! having the color of the lord Tell me how I can survive. He is the Nambi of Thirumālirunjolai on whose broad shoulders His consort rests Is it fair for Him to come into our house and steal my bangles?

590. O cuckoo birds in the flourishing groves! Peacocks! Beautiful karuvilai blossoms! Fresh kala fruits! Colorful fragrant kāyām flowers! You are my five most powerful enemies. Why must you have the color of the dear lord of beautiful Thirumālirunjolai? Is it to make me sad with love and hurt me?

591. O swarm of bees, you have the divine color of the dark cloud-colored lord with beautiful eyes who stays in Thirumālirunjolai surrounded with flourishing flowers. O abundant, beautiful mountain springs! O lovely lotus flowers! Tell me, who can be my refuge?

592. I made a hundred pots of butter for Nambi of Thirumālirunjolai surrounded with fragrant groves. I told him I will fill all the hundred pots with sweet Pongal for him. He who enshrines Lakshmi on His chest, grows more and more beautiful. Do you think He will come and eat?

593. If the dear lord of Thirumālirunjolai with its fragrant breeze, enters my heart and stays there, I will make a hundred thousand pots of butter and sweet Pongal and give them to Him. If He comes today and eats, I will give him all these pots and serve Him.

594. A flock of black sparrows wakes up in the morning, welcomes Thirumāl and sings the raga marul. Is it true that they sing that raga to wake him up? They sing as if they are repeating the names of Him who stays in Thirumālirunjolai, He who is the lord of Dwaraka, He who sleeps on a banyan leaf, does not come to me.

595. I seem to hang down like the golden flowers that sway on the branches of kondrai trees in Thirumālirunjolai surrounded by groves where kongu flowers bloom. When will I hear the sound of the conch that he blows in His lotus mouth, and the sound of his Sārangam bow that shoots arrows?

596. Vishnuchithan the chief of Villiputhur with a garland swarming with bees composed ten lovely Tamil pāsurams praising the beautiful lord of Thirumālirunjolai where the Silambāru river flows bringing sandalwood, akil wood and throwing them up on its banks. If devotees learn and recite these ten lovely pāsurams they will join the feet of Thirumāl.

1022. The eight-armed god of the Himalayas at Thirupprithi took the form of a bachelor, went to the sacrifice of generous Mahabali, the king of the Asurans, begged for three feet of land and measured the earth and the sky with two steps. He shot one arrow and destroyed seven marā trees, who stays in the Himalayas and Thirumālirunjolai and he saved the long-trunked elephant Gajendra from the crocodile. He stays in the Thiruvenkatam hills. O heart, let us go there and worship him.

1114. Her mother says, “When my daughter thinks of you, her heart melts and she prattles on about you. She only loves you. She doesn’t feel any affection for me, her mother. She prattles and says, ‘You are the Mayan, you stay in Thirumālirunjolai surrounded by groves where sweet fruits ripen. ’ Her smile is sweet as a kalam fruit. Her mind worries always and she feels weak. What do you think you can do for her, sweet as a fresh fruit, O father, lord of Thiruvidaventhai?”

1329. You, our father, the god of Indalur are a treaure that never disappears from our hearts. You are our sweet god of Thiruvāli and you embrace us. You are the young elephant of Thirumālirunjolai, bright like an everlasting lamp. O Nambi of Thirunaraiyur, have pity on me and give me your grace—I am you slave.

1573. My famous will not leave my mind even for a moment. Sweet as sugar and sugarcane juice, he stays in Thirumālirunjolai surrounded with groves where kongu trees bloom with abundant golden flowers. He taught lovingly the four Vedās to the sages and rests on Adisesha on the milky ocean. I will not compose pāsurams on anyone except the dear Nambi of Thirunaraiyur.

1634. O Māyan, you stay in the cool Thirumālirunjolai hills that rise to the sky. Tell me, are you in the four Vedās? Are you in the temple Salasayanam in Chirupuliyur where Vediyars make fire for their sacrifices? Are you in the hearts of your devotees? I do not know.

1765. She says about the lord of Thirunāgai, He, my beloved, the god of Thirumālirunjolai where tall trees in the groves of Thirumālirunjolai touch the beautiful moon that floats on a cloud, came and entered my eyes and my heart and does not leave me. Is he the lord of Thiruneermalai? He looks like a dark cloud rising above a golden mountain where clouds float. He came riding on Garudā, the bird with beautiful wings. I don’t know who he is. Come, see him. Acho, how can I describe his beauty!”

1818. O ignorant heart, I would tell you something wonderful. If you would be rid of the infatuation you feel for beautiful fragrant-haired women, go to Thirumālirunjolai where waterfalls descend from the sloping hill bringing sandalwood, precious jewels and beautiful peacock feathers where our divine lord of all the seven worlds and seven oceans stays in his temple. Come, let us go there and worship him.

1819. Thirumālirunjolai is the temple where the gods worship, telling all in the sky, “Come and let us go and worship the lord, ” carrying garlands and pure water and going to praise our lord adorned with shining crowns and resting on a snake bed. There bees drink sweet honey from the fragrant kurinji flowers blooming in the forests and bamboo plants growing on the sloping hills split apart and throw out pearls. O ignorant heart, come, let us go there and worship him.

1820. Our dear lord who removes the sickness of his devotees if they worship him and who gives his grace to all went to Mahabali as a small, handsome dwarf and measured the whole world with his two feet. He stays in the temple of Thirumālirunjolai where hunters shoot their arrows on the slopes and precious stones grow and vengai trees flourish. O ignorant heart, come let us go there and worship him.

1821. The lord who drank milk from the breasts of Putanā, and shot fearful arrows at the evil Thādagai and killed her stays in the temple in Thirumālirunjolai surrounded with cool flowing water where sweet honey from fragrant kurinji flowers drips on the blossoms of vengai trees over which clouds float. O ignorant heart, come let us go there and worship him.

1822. Our dear god who fought and destroyed the pride of his enemy, the Rakshasā Rāvana, making his ten heads fall to the ground while his headless body stood there and danced stays in the temple in Thirumālirunjolai where the tops of the bamboo plants split open bee hives and the bees fly away and much honey spills out making the slope of the whole hill fragrant. O ignorant heart, come let us go there and worship him.

1823. Our divine lord who rests on the snake bed of Adisesha killed the two Asurans, throwing one who had come as a calf at the other who came as a vilam tree, and he carried a pot and danced the kuravai dance. He stays in the temple in Thirumālirunjolai where a lion is angry and roars thinking that the sound of the thunder of the clouds that rise to the sky carrying water from the sea is the trumpeting of an elephant. O ignorant heart, come, let us go there and worship him.

1824. The dark ocean-colored one who threw ripe palm fruits at the Asuran Thenugasuran and killed him stays in the temple in Thirumālirunjolai filled with flourishing emerald-colored groves where deer walk on stony paths and graze on the grass on the slopes. O ignorant heart, come let us go there and worship him.

1825. Our cloud-colored lord who rests on the bed of the snake Adisesha on the roaring ocean where waves rise up to the sky stays in the temple of Thirumālirunjolai where happy bees drink the ichor dripping from the cheeks of angry elephants and flowing on the slope of the hill. O ignorant heart, come let us go there and worship him.

1826. He, our highest lord, our father, who loves even the ignorant Jains and Buddhists and others of other religions that put their own beliefs ahead of the Vedās stays in the temple in Thirumālirunjolai where women in the shadows of a grove of long-branched sandal trees on the slopes recite mantras and worship our god. O ignorant heart, come let us go there and worship him.

1827. Kaliyan with a long shining spear, the chief of Thirumangai in Thiruvāli country surrounded with good fences of thazai flowers, composed pāsurams on the beautiful sapphire-colored god describing how his devotees praise and worship him in Thirumālirunjolai where bees sing on the slopes. If devotees learn and recite these ten pāsurams they will rule this world surrounded by the sounding oceans.

1828. Her mother says, “He, the highest of the three gods who rests on Adisesha on the roaring milky ocean, swallowed the earth and spit it out and on his navel created Nānmuhan creator of the world. Can my daughter with a vine-like waist join the god of the gods, Govindan, the cowherd in Thirumālirunjolai?”

1829. Her mother says, “He, the ancient one, , the god of Srirangam encircled by blooming punnai trees and the Kaveri river, created the three worlds. He stays in Thirumālirunjolai surrounded with blooming groves filled with trees with flourishing branches. Will my beautiful fish-eyed daughter see his ankleted feet?”

1830. Her mother says, “He, the king of the gods in the sky, shining like a dark diamond hill, swallowed all the seven worlds and rested happily on a banyan leaf as a baby. He stays in Thirumālirunjolai where large elephants live. Will my daughter ornamented with beautiful jewels join him today?”

1831. Her mother says, “The highest god with beautiful lotus eyes wbo shines like a divine light took the form of a man-lion and split open the strong chest of Hiranyan. He stays in Thirumālirunjolai where the hills touch the moon and the large thick clouds. Will my daughter with a beautiful forehead join him today?”

1832. Her mother says, “Will my daughter go today to Thirumālirunjolai surrounded with blooming groves that drip with honey and swarm with bees and worship the god of the gods who went as the dwarf ThrivikRāman to king Mahabali’s sacrifice, grew tall and measured the sky and the earth?”

1833. Her mother says, “The dear god Kesava Nambi born in Madhura surrounded with fragrant blooming flowers is hard for people to reach if they do not love him or think of him. He stays in Thirumālirunjolai worshiped by the whole world. Will my daughter with eyes like kendai fish be able to see him?”

1834. Her mother says, “The dark god who is like a diamond mountain split open the beak of Bakasuram when he came as of a bird. He broke the tusks of the elephant Kuvalayābeedam and he killed Sakatāsuran when he came as a cart. He stays in Thirumālirunjolai where a clear waterfall flows. Will my daughter with a shining forehead be able to go there and worship that generous lord?”

1835. Her mother says, “The god of the gods, shining like a dark diamond hill, drove the chariot in the Bhārathā war, gave his grace to Arjunā and protected him. He stays in Thirumālirunjolai surrounded with blooming groves. Will my daughter with hair that swarms with bees be able to worship the lord?”

1836. Her mother says, “The god of Thiruvenkatam surrounded with groves, the scholar of the Vedās, wears a divine thread on his chest and carries a conch and a discus in his mountain-like arms. He stays in Thirumālirunjolai where the river Silampāru flows. Will my daughter with a beautiful forehead join the god Nāranan who shines with goodness?”

1837. He is hard to search out and find. He rides on Garudā and stays in Thirumālirunjolai. Kaliyan, the chief of Thirumangai surrounded with walls where flags fly on the palaces composed ten Tamil pāsurams on the god. If devotees learn and recite these ten songs, they will not experience any fruits of their karmā.

1855. He, life for all his devotees, shines like the white moon. I will go and worship the god of Thirumālirunjolai, the seed of all creatures who is adorned with precious jewels, a pearl, a diamond and a ruby. He stays in Thiruvinnagar and I will go there and see him.

1969. She says, “The beloved god of Thirumālirunjolai where the clouds float high took my chastity and my heart and went away. He hasn’t thought of me at all after that. It is dawn yet? Where does the hot sun go and hide? Wouldn’t it be better if my suffering body could sleep?”

2020. The god of Thirumālirunjolai where bees drink honey and sing fought with seven bulls to marry Nappinnai whose eyes are as large and beautiful as flowers. If devotees do not become his slaves they are not real people. I am sure of that in my mind.

2034. Our father, the highest, churned the wide milky ocean using large Mandara mountain as a churning stick and the snake Vāsuki as a rope, took nectar from it and gave it to the gods. I worship the young god of Thirumālirunjolai filled with thick bamboo groves where the rays of the sun cannot go.

2227. The generous sapphire-colored lord stays in Srirangam, Thirukkottiyur and in his favorite place, Thiruvenkatam. He is lord of beautiful Thirumālirunjolai and Thiruneermalai flourishing with abundant water.

2229. O Thirumāl, you taught the sages all the four Vedās and the sastras that teach morals. Embracing Lakshmi on a lotus on your chest, you stay happily on the beautiful Thirumālirunjolai surrounded with beautiful large groves on its slopes where bamboos grow.

2235. O lord, you wish to stay in the Venkatam and Thirumālirunjolai hills surrounded with thick groves. Like those hills, I make my heart your temple, worship you and say, Do not leave my heart, for it is your young temple and it is like the milky ocean for you. ”

2342. Just as Thiruvenkatam, the milky ocean and Vaikuntam are ancient temples where the lord stays, now Thirukkadigai surrounded with flourishing groves and Thirumālirunjolai swarming with bees is the divine heavenly place of the young lord of Thiruvinnagar.

2673. This world says, “Hills covered with clouds are the breasts of the earth goddess, the wide oceans are her clothes the bright sun is her thilagam, wide rivers are the ornaments on her ample chest, large dark clouds are her hair, and the ocean is her boundary. People living in this world are favored by three objectives - dharma, wealth and Kāmā. ” 1

2706. “I have decided to go to temples to see the dark one. I will go to beautiful Thiruvenkatam, Thirukkovalur, strong-walled Kachi, Thiruvuragam, Thirupperagam (Koiladi), Vellarai, temple of the god who walked through the large marudam trees and destroyed the Asurans, Thiruvekka, Thiruvāli, Thiruthangāl, Thirunaraiyur surrounded with water, Thirupuliyur, Srirangam surrounded with groves, Thirukkannamangai, beautiful jewel-like Thirukkannanur, Thiruvinnagaram, famous Thirukkannapuram, Thiruthancherai, Thiruvazhundur, Thirukkudandai, Thirukkadigai, Thirukkadalmallai, Thiruvidaventhai, Thiruneermalai, the famous Thirumālirunjolai, Thirumogur, Thiruvadari (Badrinath) praised by all, northern Madhura and all other places of the god without missing any. I prattle on saying the thousand names of the famous, lotus-eyed god adorned with thulasi garlands dripping with honey who broke the tusk of the elephant and saved Gajendra from the crocodile, Even if the villagers say nasty things about me I will surely continue to write letters, made of palm leaves. 34 - 40

2778. the clever god of Thiruvenkatam where clouds move with lightning. He, a king and the beloved of Lakshmi, stays in Thirumālirunjolai carrying a discus that kills his enemies. (68)

Before youth fades away, one should go to Māliruñcōlai, the hill retreat full of orchards. This beautiful place is where the wondrous Lord, full of growing splendor and radiance, always resides.

It's better to ignore the tricks and charms of young damsels and instead meditate on Māliruñcōlai for your own benefit. The Moon graces its peaks, and the conch sound is pervasive in the temple of our Lord Azhagar.

My mind, stop wasting time on pointless deeds and go to the mountain near Māliruñcōlai, a lovely and fertile place. It's surrounded by beautiful orchards and is the favorite abode of the cloud-hued Lord.

Go to Māliruñcōlai, where rain clouds hover and the Lord resides forever. There, we can serve Him and break free from tough karmic bonds. His presence radiates the glory of His great act of saving Mount Govardhan.

Don't let your energy scatter or your sins increase. Instead, go to the mountain near Māliruñcōlai, surrounded by beautiful, clear waterfalls. The Lord, who is devoted to protecting His followers and holds the benevolent discus, resides there.