1578 ## kaṇ cora vĕm kuruti vantu izhiya *
vĕm tazhalpol kūntalāl̤ai *
maṇ cera mulai uṇṭa mā matalāy *
vāṉavar-tam kove ĕṉṟu **
viṇ cerum il̤an tiṅkal̤ akaṭu uriñcu *
maṇi māṭam malku * cĕlvat
taṇ ceṟai ĕm pĕrumāṉ tāl̤ tŏzhuvār *
kāṇmiṉ-ĕṉ talaimelāre-1
Simple Translation
1578. Your devotees praise you saying,
“O king of the gods!
When you were a baby you drank poisonous milk
from the breasts of Putanā with fire-like red hair,
and her blood flowed out swiftly,
her eyes became tired and she fell to the ground.
You are a strong child,
and you are the king of the gods in the sky. ”
You are the god of rich Thiruthancherai
surrounded with diamond-studded palaces
that touch the crescent moon in the sky.
See, folding my hands on my head, I worship
those devotees who worship the feet of you, our god.