Tiruvaymozhi 3.8.1 · verse 3090 of the four thousand
Meaning
"O You who wear the crown! O You whose feet, so full of glory, the three worlds worship and praise! You who churned the deep ocean! You whose banner bears the bird! You who are coloured like the rain cloud! You, the Tall One, beyond the heavens above this universe!" So my heart lies crying out to You.
Word by word
- muṭiyāṉē
- O You who wear the crown
- mūvulakum toḻutu ēttum
- that the three worlds worship and praise
- āḻ kaṭalaik kaṭaintāy
- You who churned the deep ocean
- puḷ ūr koṭiyāṉē
- whose banner bears the bird, Garuda
- koṇṭal vaṇṇā
- O You coloured like the rain cloud
- aṇṭattu umparil neṭiyāṉē
- the Tall One beyond the heavens
- kiṭakkum eṉ neñcamē
- so my heart lies
Tiruvaymozhi 3.8.2 · verse 3091 of the four thousand
Meaning
"O my refuge, who made my heart Your great city and dwell in it! You who were poison to the king of cool Lanka and destroyed him! You cunning One, who became a dwarf to take the world!" So my speech keeps saying, always.
Word by word
- neñcamē nīḷ nakar āka
- making my heart Your great city
- tañcaṉē
- O my refuge
- taṇ ilaṅkaikku iṟaiyaic ceṟṟa
- who destroyed the king of cool Lanka
- nañcaṉē
- O You who were poison
- kuṟaḷ ākiya vañcaṉē
- O cunning One who became a dwarf
- eṉ vācakamē
- my speech
Tiruvaymozhi 3.8.3 · verse 3092 of the four thousand
Meaning
"O Lord of the immortals, who give Your grace so that my speech may praise You! O You who reached into the bamboo vessels and ate the milk and butter, You who are dear as a mother to the cowherds of the herds!" So saying, my hands grope about, feeling for You.
Word by word
- vācakamē ētta aruḷ ceyyum
- who grant grace so my speech may praise
- vāṉavar tam nāyakaṉē
- O Lord of the immortals
- vēy akam
- inside the bamboo vessels
- pāl veṇṇey toṭu uṇṭa
- who reached in and ate milk and butter
- āṉ āyar
- the cowherds of the herds
- taṭavum eṉ kaikaḷē
- my hands grope for You
Tiruvaymozhi 3.8.4 · verse 3093 of the four thousand
Meaning
My hands want to worship You fully, again and again, every day, without a break even for an instant. And my eyes long to see You truly, with their own sight, O Supreme One, who climbed upon the hooded serpent and rest there.
Word by word
- ārat toḻutu toḻutu
- worshipping fully, again and again
- vaikalum
- every day
- māttiraip pōtum ōr vīṭu iṉṟi
- without a break even for an instant
- pai koḷ pāmpu ēṟi uṟai
- who climbed and rests on the hooded serpent
- meykoḷḷak kāṇa
- to see truly
- virumpum eṉ kaṇkaḷē
- my eyes long
Tiruvaymozhi 3.8.5 · verse 3094 of the four thousand
Meaning
Longing, "Will He come, so that we may see Him with our eyes?", my ears lie listening intently, imagining they hear the sound of the wings of the melodious bird, Garuda, as it flies rejoicing with Vamana, who took the earth, seated upon it.
Word by word
- kaṇkaḷāl kāṇa varuṅkol
- will He come for our eyes to see?
- maṇ koṇṭa vāmaṉaṉ
- Vamana, who took the earth
- paṇ koṇṭa puḷḷiṉ
- of the melodious bird, Garuda
- ciṟaku oli pāvittu
- imagining the sound of its wings
- tiṇ koḷḷa ōrkkum
- listen intently
- eṉ cevikaḷē
- my ears
Tiruvaymozhi 3.8.6 · verse 3095 of the four thousand
Meaning
Filling my ears with poems that are the very fruit of Your fame, sung in the melodies of their hours, I drank them till their honey burned sweet. Now my soul yearns, without ceasing, for You alone, here on this earth, You with the long golden discus.
Word by word
- niṉ kīrttik kaṉi eṉṉum kavikaḷē
- poems that are the fruit of Your fame
- kālap paṇ
- melodies proper to their hours
- tēṉ uṟaippat tuṟṟu
- drinking them till the honey burns sweet
- poṉ neṭum cakkarattu
- with the long golden discus
- avivu iṉṟi
- without ceasing
- ātarikkum eṉatu āviyē
- my soul yearns
Tiruvaymozhi 3.8.7 · verse 3096 of the four thousand
Meaning
O my life, my precious nectar, You who own me, who have the lovely feathered bird, who hold the radiant discus! Though I, a sinner, call out to You again and again, my heart lamenting, I am not granted the sight of Your beautiful form.
Word by word
- āviyē ār amutē
- O my life, precious nectar
- tūvi am puḷ uṭaiyāy
- You who have the lovely feathered bird
- cuṭar nēmiyāy
- You who hold the radiant discus
- neñcam pulampap
- with my heart lamenting
- kāṇappeṟēṉ uṉa kōlamē
- I cannot see Your beautiful form
Tiruvaymozhi 3.8.8 · verse 3097 of the four thousand
Meaning
O Beauty! O dark blue of collyrium, with lotus eyes! O gracious goodness that stands there tearing at my soul! O Time itself, standing before all that has passed and all that has yet to pass! When will I see You?
Word by word
- kōlamē
- O Beauty
- añcaṉa nīlamē
- O dark blue of collyrium
- eṉatu āviyai īrkiṉṟa
- that tears at my soul
- cīlamē
- O gracious goodness
- ceṉṟu cellātaṉa
- what has passed and what has not
- kālamē
- O Time itself
Tiruvaymozhi 3.8.9 · verse 3098 of the four thousand
Meaning
O Thief, who said, "Mahabali, give me three steps of ground; I will take them"! You who outwitted Kamsa! You, mighty with Your bird, who cut off Bana's thousand arms so his inner strength was spent! When will I come to be one with You?
Word by word
- māvali mūvaṭi tā
- Mahabali, give three steps
- kaḷvaṉē
- O Thief
- kañcaṉai vañcittu
- outwitting Kamsa
- vāṇaṉai
- Bana, the asura king
- āyiram tōḷ tuṇitta
- who cut off the thousand arms
- puḷ vallāy
- O You, mighty with Your bird
- eññāṉṟu poruntuvaṉē
- when shall I be one with You?
Tiruvaymozhi 3.8.10 · verse 3099 of the four thousand
Meaning
My great and noble Lord, who crawled between the two great marudu trees standing side by side! Bewildered with longing to see Your feet, suffering, I sit and sit and lament to You with this garland of words. How long must I go on?
Word by word
- poruntiya mā marutiṉ
- the great marudu trees standing together
- iṭai pōya
- who passed between
- peruntakāy
- O great and noble One
- uṉ kaḻal kāṇiya pētuṟṟu
- bewildered with longing to see Your feet
- vācakamālai
- a garland of words
- ettaṉai kālam pulampuvaṉē
- how long shall I lament?
Tiruvaymozhi 3.8.11 · verse 3100 of the four thousand
Meaning
Satakopan, Nammalwar, of good Kurugur, rich in every lovely excellence, spoke a victorious thousand verses on the Lord whose glory all cry out, who measured the earth. Whoever recites these ten among them will rise to the shining heaven.
Word by word
- pulampu cīr
- glory that all cry out
- pūmi aḷanta perumāṉai
- the Lord who measured the earth
- naṉ kurukūrc caṭakōpaṉcol
- spoken by Satakopan of good Kurugur
- valam koṇṭa āyirattuḷ
- of the victorious thousand
- ilaṅku vāṉ
- the shining heaven
- ēṟuvar coṉṉālē
- will rise there, if they recite
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.