1596. That pure lord who came yesterday, stole away
the feelings of my five senses and my beauty,
and made my golden ornaments loose and left me -
stays in Thiruvazhundur
surrounded with flourishing fields
where lined bees swarm on the lotuses
in the ponds with water that never dries up
as male swans play with their mates.
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