2067 ## kaṉṟu meyttu iṉitu ukanta kāl̤āy! ĕṉṟum *
kaṭi pŏzhil cūzh kaṇapurattu ĕṉ kaṉiye! ĕṉṟum *
maṉṟu amarak kūttu āṭi makizhntāy! ĕṉṟum *
vaṭa tiruveṅkaṭam meya maintā! ĕṉṟum **
vĕṉṟu acurar kulam kal̤ainta vente! ĕṉṟum
viri pŏzhil cūzh tirunaṟaiyūr niṉṟāy! ĕṉṟum *
tuṉṟu kuzhal karu niṟattu ĕṉ tuṇaiye! ĕṉṟum *
tuṇai mulaimel tul̤i corac corkiṉṟāl̤e!-16
Simple Translation
2067. “My daughter says,
‘You, mighty as a bull, happily grazed the cows.
You are my sweet fruit and you stay in Thirukkannapuram
surrounded with fragrant groves.
You are the god of Thiruvenkatam in the north
and you danced happily in the mandram.
You stay in Thirunaraiyur surrounded with abundant groves.
O king, you conquered the Asurans and destroyed their tribes,
and you, with a dark color and thick curly hair, are my help. ’
The tears she sheds fall on her breasts and she is tired. ”