734 pŏruntār kai vel-nutipol paral pāya * mĕllaṭikkal̤ kuruti cora *
virumpāta kāṉ virumpi vĕyil uṟaippa * vĕm pacinoy kūra ** iṉṟu
pĕrum pāviyeṉ makaṉe pokiṉṟāy * kekayar koṉ makal̤āyp pĕṟṟa *
arum pāvi cŏl keṭṭa * aruviṉaiyeṉ ĕṉ cĕykeṉ anto yāṉe (5)
Simple Translation
734. Dasaratha says, “Your soft feet will hurt
when you walk on the gravel with stones
as sharp as the points of the spears enemies hold,
and they may bleed.
Willingly you are going to the forest
where no one wishes to go.
The sun will be hot and hunger will cause you cruel pain.
My son, you are going now
because I, a sinner, listened to the evil daughter of king Kaikeyan.
Surely I must have done bad karmā. What can I do to stop you?”