844 curumpu araṅku taṇ tuzhāy * tutaintu alarnta pātame *
virumpi niṉṟu iṟaiñcuveṟku * iraṅku araṅkavāṇaṉe **
karumpu irunta kaṭṭiye * kaṭal kiṭanta kaṇṇaṉe *
irumpu araṅka vĕñcaram turanta * vil irāmaṉe (93)
Simple Translation
844. You, the god of Srirangam,
adorned with a cool thulasi garland that swarms with bees,
give your grace to those who love and worship your feet.
You, as sweet as a bundle of sugarcane,
are Kannan resting on the ocean.
As Rāma, you shot powerful arrows with your bow
and destroyed the iron forts of Lankā.