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.
Word by Word (WBW) meaning
(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.)