O magnificent assemblage of peacocks! I prostrate before your divine feet, renowned for their splendid and majestic dance. I adore you, bearing a form akin to that of Kṛṣṇa. Cease now this dance. The supreme grace bestowed upon me by Azhagiya Maṇavāḷan (the resplendent bridegroom), eternally reclining on the serpent Ādiśeṣa, whose hoods are widespread, is solely this — to surrender at your sacred feet.