O resplendent fruit of the vine, akin to a graceful lady! It behooves you not to claim my life with your alluring fruits. My heart harbors deep-seated fears concerning matters of Emperumān. Since my birth, Emperumān, who reclines on the serpentine bed of Adhiśeṣan as Śeṣaśāyī, exhibits a dual-tongued approach in affairs related to me, a person devoid of shame, mirroring the serpent upon which He rests.