1339. Our dear lord, the cloud-colored Kannan who grazed the cows,
churned the milky ocean for the gods,
and fought with the Rākshasas and made their heads roll on the ground
stays in the temple in Thiruvelliyangudi
where blossoming cherundi and budding punnai plants bloom in the groves
and lined bees swarm, drinking honey and singing sweet music.
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(The words may be rearranged to facilitate conversion from poetry to prose (Aṉvayam). Please read the meanings (in black) continuously to form the sentence and understand the simplified meaning based on the Divyārtha Dīpikai for the verse.)