Perumal Tirumozhi 8

Perumal Tirumozhi 8.1 · verse 719 of the four thousand

Meaning

(Kausalya sings Rama to sleep.) O You who were born from the jewel-like womb of Kausalya of lasting fame! You sent the crowns of the king of southern Lanka scattering. O my dark gem of Thirukkannapuram, ringed by fine, great walls set with red gold that no foe has ever breached! My sweet nectar, O Raghava, lullaby, lullaby.

Word by word

kaucalaitaṉ maṇivayiṟu

the jewel-like womb of Kausalya

teṉ ilaṅkaik kōṉ muṭikaḷ

the crowns of the king of southern Lanka

kaṉṉi naṉ mā matil

fine great walls never breached

kaṇapurattu

in Thirukkannapuram

eṉ karumaṇiyē

my dark gem

irākavaṉē tālēlō

O Raghava, lullaby

Perumal Tirumozhi 8.2 · verse 720 of the four thousand

Meaning

O You who, through the lotus flower, created all the worlds! You bent Your bow so that the arrow pierced the chest of the strong and mighty Tataka. O my dark gem of Thirukkannapuram, which steals the hearts of all who see it! O Ruler of all eight directions, O Raghava, lullaby, lullaby.

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puṇṭarika malarataṉmēl

through the lotus flower

puvaṉi ellām paṭaittavaṉē

You who created all the worlds

tiṇ tiṟalāḷ tāṭakaitaṉ

of the strong and mighty Tataka

uram uruvac cilai vaḷaittāy

You bent the bow to pierce her chest

kaṇṭavartam maṉam vaḻaṅkum

where all who see give their hearts

eṇ ticaiyum āḷuṭaiyāy

Ruler of all eight directions

Perumal Tirumozhi 8.3 · verse 721 of the four thousand

Meaning

O Child born to the line of Kausalya of dark, fragrant tresses! O blessed son-in-law of Janaka of great and lasting fame! O son of Dasaratha! O my dark gem of Thirukkannapuram, richer in holy waters than even the Ganga! O sweet nectar of our clan, O Raghava, lullaby, lullaby.

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koṅku mali karuṅkuḻalāḷ

she of dark, fragrant tresses

kula matalāy

O child of the line

caṉakaṉ tiru marukā

blessed son-in-law of Janaka

tācaratī

O son of Dasaratha

kaṅkaiyilum tīrtta mali

richer in holy waters than the Ganga

eṅkaḷ kulattu iṉṉamutē

sweet nectar of our clan

Perumal Tirumozhi 8.4 · verse 722 of the four thousand

Meaning

O You who created Brahma upon the lotus! O great son of Dasaratha! O Bridegroom of Maithili! O my dark gem of Thirukkannapuram, where swarms of bees sing their sweet kamaram tunes! O master of the bow and its arrows, O Raghava, lullaby, lullaby.

Word by word

tāmarai mēl ayaṉavaṉaip paṭaittavaṉē

You who created Brahma upon the lotus

tayarataṉtaṉ mā matalāy

great son of Dasaratha

maitilitaṉ maṇavāḷā

Bridegroom of Maithili, Sita

kāmaraṅkaḷ icaipāṭum

singing kamaram tunes

ēmaruvum cilai valavā

master of the bow fitted with arrows

Perumal Tirumozhi 8.5 · verse 723 of the four thousand

Meaning

You gave the vast wealth of ruling the land to the good Bharata, and went into the harsh forest with Your younger brother, whose love was never sated. O You whose mountain-like chest is the home of all glory, O King of Thirukkannapuram, my son of Dasaratha with the tall, garlanded crown, lullaby, lullaby.

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pār āḷum paṭar celvam

the vast wealth of ruling the land

parata nampikkē aruḷi

granting it to the good Bharata

ārā aṉpu iḷaiyavaṉōṭu

with Your younger brother of unsated love, Lakshmana

aruṅkāṉam

the harsh forest

varai mārpā

You of mountain-like chest

tiruk kaṇṇapurattu aracē

King of Thirukkannapuram

tār ārum nīṇ muṭi

tall, garlanded crown

Perumal Tirumozhi 8.6 · verse 724 of the four thousand

Meaning

O You who went into the ancient forest with all Your people following behind! O rare medicine for those who have nothing! O Lord of the city of Ayodhya! O my dark gem of Thirukkannapuram, where the learned live! O Sri Rama, who obeyed the word of Your younger mother, lullaby, lullaby.

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cuṟṟam ellām piṉ toṭarat

with all Your people following

tol kāṉam

the ancient forest

aṟṟavarkaṭku arumaruntē

rare medicine for those who have nothing

ayōtti nakarkku atipatiyē

Lord of the city of Ayodhya

kaṟṟavarkaḷtām vāḻum

where the learned live

ciṟṟavaitaṉ coṟ koṇṭa

who obeyed the word of Your younger mother, Kaikeyi

Perumal Tirumozhi 8.7 · verse 725 of the four thousand

Meaning

O You who, as a baby on a banyan leaf, swallowed the world long ago! O You who killed Vali and gave the kingdom to the younger monkey! O my dark gem of Thirukkannapuram, where the wind-driven waves fling gems upon the shore! O Lord of the city of Thiruvali, O Prince of Ayodhya, lullaby, lullaby.

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āliṉ ilaip pālakaṉāy

as a baby on a banyan leaf

ulakam uṇṭavaṉē

You who swallowed the world

vāliyaik koṉṟu

killing Vali

iḷaiya vāṉarattukku

to the younger monkey, Sugriva

kāliṉ maṇi karai alaikkum

where wind-driven waves fling gems on the shore

āli nakarkku atipatiyē

Lord of the city of Thiruvali

ayōttimaṉē

Prince of Ayodhya

Perumal Tirumozhi 8.8 · verse 726 of the four thousand

Meaning

O You who built a causeway of mountains and destroyed walled Lanka! O You who churned the wave-tossed ocean and graciously gave nectar to the immortals! O my dark gem of Thirukkannapuram, where those skilled in the arts and learning live! O master of the bow, O valiant one, O Sri Rama, lullaby, lullaby.

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malaiyataṉāl aṇai kaṭṭi

building a causeway of mountains

matil-ilaṅkai aḻittavaṉē

You who destroyed walled Lanka

alaikaṭalaik kaṭaintamarark

churning the wave-tossed ocean, for the immortals

kamutaruḷic ceytavaṉē

You who graciously gave nectar

kalai valavartām vāḻum

where those skilled in learning live

cilai valavā

master of the bow

cēvakaṉē

O valiant one

cīrāmā tālēlō

O Sri Rama, lullaby

The word-separated edition leaves out line 2; it is given from the Project Madurai edition by K. Kalyanasundaram, unseparated as printed there.

Perumal Tirumozhi 8.9 · verse 727 of the four thousand

Meaning

O Child of the line of Dasaratha, with fragrant locks where flower buds open! O You who bent a single bow and destroyed walled Lanka! O my dark gem of Thirukkannapuram, where red water lilies bloom all around even among the weeds! O You who are gracious to Your younger brothers, O Raghava, lullaby, lullaby.

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taḷai aviḻum naṟuṅ kuñcit

fragrant locks where buds open

tayarataṉtaṉ kula matalāy

Child of the line of Dasaratha

vaḷaiya oru cilaiyataṉāl

bending a single bow

kaḻunīr maruṅku alarum

where water lilies bloom all around

iḷaiyavarkaṭku aruḷ uṭaiyāy

gracious to Your younger brothers

Perumal Tirumozhi 8.10 · verse 728 of the four thousand

Meaning

O You who created the gods, the asuras and all the directions! O You who sleep in the city of Srirangam so that all may come and bow at Your feet! O my dark gem of Thirukkannapuram, where the good river Kaveri flows! O master of the fierce bow and its arrows, O Raghava, lullaby, lullaby.

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tēvaraiyum acuraraiyum

the gods and the asuras

yāvarum vantu aṭi vaṇaṅka

so that all may come and bow at Your feet

araṅkanakart tuyiṉṟavaṉē

You who sleep in the city of Srirangam

kāviri nal nati pāyum

where the good river Kaveri flows

ē vari veñcilai valavā

master of the fierce bow and its arrows

Perumal Tirumozhi 8.11 · verse 729 of the four thousand

Meaning

This Tamil garland sings "lullaby" at the feet of my Kakutstha of Thirukkannapuram, ringed by fine, great walls never breached. Kulasekhara of the royal parasol, skilled with the spear practised in battle, spoke it. Those who master these ten crafted verses will be devotees close to the Lord.

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kaṉṉi naṉ mā matil

fine great walls never breached

eṉ kākuttaṉ

my Kakutstha, Rama of the line of Kakutstha

tālēlō eṉṟu uraitta

singing 'lullaby'

kol navilum vēl valavaṉ

skilled with the spear practised in battle

kuṭaik kulacēkaraṉ

Kulasekhara of the royal parasol

pāṅkāya pattarkaḷē

devotees close to the Lord