Oh Śrī Pāñchajanyāzhvān, resplendent in your profound whiteness! With great longing, I inquire about the flavor and fragrance of the divine lips of Kaṇṇapirāṇ (Śrī Kṛṣṇa), who valiantly broke the tusk of Kuvalayāpīḍa, the majestic elephant of Kamsa.
Do those sacred lips of Emperumāṇ, aglow with a reddish hue, bear the scent of medicated camphor? Or perhaps,