56 cuṟṟum ŏl̤ivaṭṭam * cūzhntu coti parantu ĕṅkum *
ĕttaṉai cĕyyilum * ĕṉmakaṉ mukam nerŏvvāy **
vittakaṉ veṅkaṭa vāṇaṉ * uṉṉai vil̤ikkiṉṟa *
kaittalam novāme * ampulī kaṭitu oṭi vā (3)
Simple Translation
56. Oh moon, though you are surrounded by a shining wheel of light and you spread light everywhere, whatever you do, you cannot match the beauty of my son’s face. O lovely moon, come quickly. My clever son, the lord of the Venkatam hills is calling you. Don’t make him point at you for long and hurt his hands. O lovely moon, come running happily to play with him.