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Tiruvaymozhi 6.7

Pathu 6 · Decad 6.7 · 11 pasurams

Tiruvaymozhi 6.7.1 · verse 3409 of the four thousand

uṇṇum cōṟu parukum nīr tiṉṉum veṟṟilaiyum ellāmkaṇṇaṉ em perumāṉ eṉṟu eṉṟē kaṇkaḷ nīr malkimaṇṇiṉuḷ avaṉ cīr vaḷam mikkavaṉ ūr viṉavitiṇṇam eṉ iḷamāṉ pukum ūr tirukkōḷūrē

Meaning

(The mother speaks of her daughter, who has slipped away to the Lord's town.) The rice she ate, the water she drank, the betel she chewed: all of it was 'Krishna, my Lord', she would say again and again, her eyes brimming with tears. She kept asking about His glory and about the town of the One most bountiful on earth. Surely the town my young doe is going to is Thirukkolur.

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uṇṇum cōṟu parukum nīr
the rice she eats, the water she drinks
tiṉṉum veṟṟilaiyum
the betel she chews
kaṇṇaṉ em perumāṉ
Krishna, my Lord
avaṉ cīr
His glory
eṉ iḷamāṉ
my young doe
tirukkōḷūrē
Thirukkolur, near the Tamraparni
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Tiruvaymozhi 6.7.2 · verse 3410 of the four thousand

ūrum nāṭum ulakamum taṉṉaippōl avaṉuṭaiyapērum tārkaḷumē pitaṟṟa kaṟpu vāṉ iṭaṟicērum nal vaḷam cēr paḻaṉat tirukkōḷūrkkēpōrum kol uraiyīr koṭiyēṉ koṭi pūvaikaḷē?

Meaning

She has made the town, the country and the whole world like herself, all babbling only His names and His garlands; she has kicked aside her great modesty. Will she reach Thirukkolur, with its fields rich in every good thing? Tell me, mynas, darlings of cruel me!

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ūrum nāṭum ulakamum
the town, the country and the world
taṉṉaippōl
like herself
pērum tārkaḷumē pitaṟṟa
babbling only His names and garlands
kaṟpu vāṉ iṭaṟi
kicking aside her great modesty
paḻaṉat tirukkōḷūrkkē
to Thirukkolur of the fields
koṭiyēṉ koṭi pūvaikaḷē
O mynas, darlings of cruel me
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Tiruvaymozhi 6.7.3 · verse 3411 of the four thousand

pūvai paiṅkiḷikaḷ pantu tūtai pūm puṭṭilkaḷyāvaiyum tirumāl tirunāmaṅkaḷē kūvi eḻum eṉpāvai pōy iṉit taṇ paḻaṉat tirukkōḷūrkkēkōvai vāy tuṭippa maḻaikkaṇṇoṭu eṉ ceyyumkolō?

Meaning

Her myna, her green parrots, her ball, her little toy pot, her flower baskets: she would call them all by the sacred names of Thirumal as she rose each day. Now my doll of a girl has gone off to Thirukkolur of the cool fields. With her lips red as kovai fruit quivering and her eyes raining tears, what will she do there?

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pūvai paiṅkiḷikaḷ
her myna and green parrots
pantu tūtai pūm puṭṭilkaḷ
ball, little toy pot, flower baskets
tirumāl tirunāmaṅkaḷē
only the sacred names of Thirumal
eṉ pāvai
my doll of a girl
kōvai vāy tuṭippa
lips red as kovai fruit quivering
maḻaikkaṇṇoṭu
with eyes raining tears
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Tiruvaymozhi 6.7.4 · verse 3412 of the four thousand

kollai eṉparkolō kuṇam mikkaṉaḷ eṉparkolōcillai vāyp peṇṭukaḷ ayal cēri uḷḷārum? ellēcelvam malki avaṉkiṭanta tirukkōḷūrkkēmēl iṭai nuṭaṅka iḷamāṉ cella mēviṉaḷē

Meaning

Will the gossiping women and the people of the next street call her wayward? Or will they say she is full of virtue? Alas! My young doe, her slender waist swaying, has set her heart on going to Thirukkolur, where He lies, abounding in wealth.

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kollai eṉparkolō
will they call her wayward?
kuṇam mikkaṉaḷ eṉparkolō
or say she is full of virtue?
cillai vāyp peṇṭukaḷ
gossiping women
ayal cēri uḷḷārum
the people of the next street
ellē
alas!
avaṉkiṭanta
where He lies
mēl iṭai nuṭaṅka
her slender waist swaying
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Tiruvaymozhi 6.7.5 · verse 3413 of the four thousand

mēvi naintu naintu viḷaiyāṭaluṟāḷ eṉ ciṟuttēvi pōy iṉit taṉ tirumāl tirukkōḷūrilpū iyal poḻilum taṭamum avaṉ kōyilum kaṇṭuāvi uḷ kuḷira eṅṅaṉē ukakkumkol iṉṟē?

Meaning

She has no wish to play any more; she only melts and melts. Now my little goddess has gone to Thirukkolur of her Thirumal. When she sees the flowering groves, the pools and His temple there, how will she rejoice today, her soul cooled within?

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naintu naintu
melting again and again
viḷaiyāṭaluṟāḷ
she no longer cares to play
eṉ ciṟut tēvi
my little goddess
pū iyal poḻilum taṭamum
flowering groves and pools
avaṉ kōyilum
and His temple
āvi uḷ kuḷira
her soul cooled within
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Tiruvaymozhi 6.7.6 · verse 3414 of the four thousand

iṉṟu eṉakku utavātu akaṉṟa iḷamāṉ iṉip pōyteṉ ticait tilatam aṉaiya tirukkōḷūrkkēceṉṟu taṉ tirumāl tirukkaṇṇum cevvāyum kaṇṭuniṉṟu niṉṟu naiyum neṭum kaṇkaḷ paṉi malkavē

Meaning

My young doe, who left me today with no thought of helping me, will now go to Thirukkolur, which is like the tilaka on the brow of the southern land. There, seeing the sacred eyes and red lips of her Thirumal, she will stand, and stand, and melt away, her long eyes filled with tears.

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eṉakku utavātu akaṉṟa
who left without helping me
teṉ ticait tilatam aṉaiya
like the tilaka of the southern land
tirukkaṇṇum cevvāyum
His sacred eyes and red lips
niṉṟu niṉṟu naiyum
she will stand and stand and melt
neṭum kaṇkaḷ paṉi malkavē
her long eyes filled with tears
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Tiruvaymozhi 6.7.7 · verse 3415 of the four thousand

malku nīrk kaṇṇoṭu maiyal uṟṟa maṉattiṉaḷāyallum naṉ pakalum neṭumāl eṉṟu aḻaittu iṉip pōycelvam malki avaṉ kiṭanta tirukkōḷurkkēolki olki naṭantu eṅṅaṉē pukumkol ocintē?

Meaning

With eyes full of tears and a bewildered mind, calling 'Nedumal!' through the night and the bright day, she has now gone. Faltering and faltering as she walks, how will she, drooping, ever enter Thirukkolur, where He lies, abounding in wealth?

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malku nīrk kaṇṇoṭu
with eyes full of tears
maiyal uṟṟa maṉattiṉaḷāy
with a bewildered mind
allum naṉ pakalum
night and bright day
neṭumāl eṉṟu aḻaittu
calling 'Nedumal!'
olki olki naṭantu
walking, faltering again and again
ocintē
drooping
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Tiruvaymozhi 6.7.8 · verse 3416 of the four thousand

ocinta nuṇ iṭaimēl kaiyai vaittu nontu nontukacinta neñciṉaḷāy kaṇṇa nīr tuḷumpac cellumkolocinta oṇ malarāḷ koḻunaṉ tirukkōḷūrkkēkacinta neñciṉaḷāy emmai nītta em kārikaiyē?

Meaning

With her hand on her slender, bending waist, aching and aching, her heart melting, will she go with tears spilling over to Thirukkolur of the Husband of Lakshmi, the lady of the bright flower? Our beauty, her heart melting, has left us.

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ocinta nuṇ iṭaimēl
on her slender, bending waist
nontu nontu
aching and aching
kacinta neñciṉaḷāy
with a melting heart
kaṇṇa nīr tuḷumpa
tears spilling over
oṇ malarāḷ koḻunaṉ
Husband of the lady of the bright flower, Lakshmi
em kārikaiyē
our beautiful girl
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Tiruvaymozhi 6.7.9 · verse 3417 of the four thousand

kāriyam nallaṉakaḷ avai kāṇil eṉ kaṇṇaṉukku eṉṟuīriyāy iruppāḷ itu ellām kiṭakka iṉip pōycēri pal paḻi tūuy iraippa tirukkōḷūrkkēnēriḻai naṭantāḷ emmai oṉṟum niṉaintilaḷē

Meaning

Whenever she saw anything good she would say, 'This is for my Krishna,' so tender was her heart. Leaving all this behind, she has now gone; while the whole street scatters loud blame, my jewelled girl has walked off to Thirukkolur. She did not think of us at all.

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kāriyam nallaṉakaḷ
good things
eṉ kaṇṇaṉukku eṉṟu
saying 'for my Krishna'
īriyāy iruppāḷ
she was tender-hearted
cēri pal paḻi tūuy iraippa
while the street scatters loud blame
nēriḻai
the girl with fine jewels
niṉaintilaḷē
she did not think of us
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Tiruvaymozhi 6.7.10 · verse 3418 of the four thousand

niṉaikkilēṉ teyvaṅkāḷ neṭum kaṇ iḷamāṉ iṉip pōyaṉaittu ulakum uṭaiya aravintalōcaṉaṉaittiṉaittaṉaiyum viṭāḷ avaṉ cēr tirukkōḷūrkkēmaṉaikku vāṉ paḻiyum niṉaiyāḷ cella vaittaṉaḷē

Meaning

O gods, I cannot bear to think of it! My young doe with long eyes has now gone. She will not let go, even by a millet grain's measure, of Aravindalochana, the lotus-eyed One who owns all the worlds. Without a thought for the great shame to her home, she has set her mind on going to Thirukkolur, where He dwells.

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niṉaikkilēṉ teyvaṅkāḷ
O gods, I cannot think of it
neṭum kaṇ iḷamāṉ
the young doe with long eyes
aravintalōcaṉaṉait
Aravindalochana, the lotus-eyed Lord
tiṉaittaṉaiyum viṭāḷ
she will not let go even a millet grain's worth
maṉaikku vāṉ paḻiyum
the great shame to her home
cella vaittaṉaḷē
she has set her mind on going
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Tiruvaymozhi 6.7.11 · verse 3419 of the four thousand

vaitta mā nitiyām matucūtaṉaiyē alaṟṟikottu alar poḻil cūḻ kurukūrc caṭakōpaṉ coṉṉapattu nūṟṟuḷ ip pattu avaṉ cēr tirukkōḷūrkkēcittam vaittu uraippār tikaḻ poṉ ulaku āḷvārē

Meaning

Crying out to Madhusudana, who is the great Treasure laid by, Satakopan of Kurugur, ringed by groves of clustered blossoms, spoke a thousand verses. Those who recite these ten with their minds set on Thirukkolur, where He dwells, will rule the shining golden world.

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vaitta mā nitiyām
the great Treasure laid by, the Lord's name here
matucūtaṉaiyē alaṟṟi
crying out to Madhusudana alone
kottu alar poḻil cūḻ
ringed by groves of clustered blossoms
cittam vaittu uraippār
those who recite with their minds fixed
tikaḻ poṉ ulaku āḷvārē
will rule the shining golden world
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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.