Oh gracious clouds, bearers of life-giving water! The luster and hue of my being, along with the jingle of my bangles, the essence of my heart, and the solace of sleep, have all deserted me, leaving me frail amidst my profound grief. Alas, would it be possible for me to sustain my spirit by reciting the sacred and auspicious attributes of my Emperumān Govinda, who eternally resides in Tiruvēṅkadam, adorned with its serene streams?