1199. O small six-legged bee,
you open lovely, fragrant neelam flowers
and stay in them with your mate and drink honey from them.
I do not know the thoughts of my beloved lord of Thiruvāli
where beautiful kazuneer flowers bloom on the banks of fields.
O bee, go and tell him how I suffer from the love for him.
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