Tiruppavai 4 · verse 477 of the four thousand
Meaning
O Rain, lord of the deep, hold nothing back! Go into the sea, draw up its water, roar and rise; grow dark in body like the form of the Lord who is the First Cause of all the ages; flash like the discus in the hand of Padmanabha of mighty shoulders, and thunder like His right-whorled conch. Without delay, pour down like the rain of arrows from His bow Sarnga, so that the world may flourish and we may bathe with joy in Margazhi.
Word by word
- āḻi maḻaik kaṇṇā
- O Rain, lord of the deep sea
- kai karavēl
- do not hold back your hand
- ūḻi mutalvaṉ
- the First Cause of all the ages
- pāḻiyan tōḷ
- mighty, broad shoulders
- paṟpanāpaṉ
- Padmanabha, from whose navel the lotus rose
- valampuripōl
- like the right-whorled conch
- cārṅkam utaitta caramaḻaipōl
- like the rain of arrows shot from the bow Sarnga
Verse text: the word-separated e-text of the Nalayira Divya Prabandham by Project Madurai, checked verse by verse against its second edition. Meanings are simple renderings in the light of the acharyas' commentaries, written for this site, and are awaiting a scholar's review.