[Going] along with [temple servants],
carrying the gold cup in which spits the King of Veṅkaṭa,
who has a discus that glows [like] circular lightning,
I shall get to enter
the lofty entrance of Vaikuṇṭha, which Indra, Brahmā and he with plaited matted
locks, pushing [each other], [find] difficult to enter.
অৱতারিকৈ - மூன்றாம் பாட்டு. পারতন্ত্র্যத்துக்குறுப்பாகப்