1235. The lord, the origin of the gods
who keeps Shivā and Nānmuhan on his divine body
killed the angry Narahāsuran with the discus he holds in his hands.
He stays happily in the temple in Vaikundavinnagaram
in beautiful and flourishing Nāngur where lotuses bloom and never wither
and beautiful kazuneer flowers are spread everywhere, dripping with honey,
and where water flows through the channels
that the farmers block with small dams and the fields will flourish.
O innocent heart, let us go there and worship him.
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