When is the day [I shall] roll on the ground jumping [for joy] at seeing the Lord with the belligerent discus, who sleeps on the serpent-bed in Śrīraṅgam, where the sound of the drum filled with excellence reminds [one] of the ocean everyday, [and] where throngs of servants, with inextinguishable love in [their] hearts, crowding [together] and singing many