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Periya Tirumozhi 5.3

Pathu 5 · Decad 5.3 · 10 pasurams

Periya Tirumozhi 5.3.1 · verse 1368 of the four thousand

veṉṟi mā maḻu ēnti muṉ maṇmicaimaṉṉarai mūveḻukālkoṉṟa tēva!-niṉ kurai kaḻal toḻuvatu ōrvakai eṉakku aruḷpuriyē-maṉṟil mām poḻil nuḻaitantu mallikaimauvaliṉ pōtu alarttiteṉṟal mā maṇam kamaḻtara varu tiruveḷḷaṟai niṉṟāṉē

Meaning

O God who once raised the great victorious axe and slew the kings of the earth thrice seven times! Grant me some way to worship Your feet with their ringing anklets. You stand at Thiruvellarai, where the southern breeze slips into the great groves by the open commons, opens the buds of jasmine and wild jasmine, and comes wafting their rich fragrance.

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veṉṟi mā maḻu
the great victorious axe, Parasurama's weapon
mūveḻukāl
thrice seven times, twenty-one times
kurai kaḻal
feet with ringing anklets
aruḷpuriyē
be gracious to me, grant it
mauvaliṉ pōtu
buds of the wild jasmine
teṉṟal
the gentle southern breeze
veḷḷaṟai niṉṟāṉē
O You who stand at Thiruvellarai
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Periya Tirumozhi 5.3.2 · verse 1369 of the four thousand

vacai il nāṉmaṟai keṭutta am malar ayaṟkuaruḷi muṉ pari mukamāyicai koḷ vēta-nūl eṉṟu ivai payantavaṉē!-eṉakku aruḷpuriyē-uyar koḷ mātavip pōtoṭu ulāviyamārutam vītiyiṉvāyaticai elām kamaḻum poḻil cūḻ tiruveḷḷaṟai niṉṟāṉē

Meaning

O You who once took the form of the Horse-faced One and gave back to Brahma, born on the lotus, the faultless four Vedas he had lost, and brought forth the Vedas and sacred texts full of music: be gracious to me! You stand at Thiruvellarai, ringed by groves, where the breeze that has played among the tall madhavi blossoms sweeps down the streets and makes every direction fragrant.

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vacai il nāṉmaṟai
the four flawless Vedas
malar ayaṟku
to Brahma, born on the lotus
pari mukamāy
taking the horse-faced form, Hayagriva
icai koḷ vēta-nūl
the Vedas and scriptures, full of music
mātavip pōtoṭu
with the blossoms of the madhavi creeper
mārutam
the breeze
ticai elām kamaḻum
making every direction fragrant
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Periya Tirumozhi 5.3.3 · verse 1370 of the four thousand

veyyaṉ āy ulaku ēḻ uṭaṉ nalintavaṉuṭalakam iru piḷavākkaiyil nīḷ ukirp paṭai-atu vāyttavaṉē!-eṉakku aruḷpuriyē-maiyiṉ ārtaru varāl iṉam pāya vaṇtaṭattiṭaik kamalaṅkaḷteyvam nāṟum oṇ poykaikaḷ cūḻ tiruveḷḷaṟai niṉṟāṉē

Meaning

O You who had, in Your very hands, a weapon of long claws that tore in two the body of the cruel one who tormented all seven worlds together: be gracious to me! You stand at Thiruvellarai, encircled by bright ponds, where shoals of dark varal fish leap in the rich waters and the lotuses breathe a divine fragrance.

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veyyaṉ āy
being cruel; Hiranya
ulaku ēḻ uṭaṉ nalintavaṉ
he who tormented all seven worlds together
iru piḷavāk
into two halves
nīḷ ukirp paṭai
the weapon of long claws, Narasimha's nails
varāl iṉam
shoals of varal fish
teyvam nāṟum
giving off a divine fragrance
oṇ poykaikaḷ
bright ponds
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Periya Tirumozhi 5.3.4 · verse 1371 of the four thousand

vām pari uka maṉṉar-tam uyir cekaaivarkaṭku aracu aḷittakāmpiṉ ār tiru vēṅkaṭap poruppa!-niṉkātalai aruḷ eṉakku-mām poḻil taḷir kōtiya maṭak kuyilvāy-atu tuvarppu eytatīm palaṅkaṉit tēṉ-atu nukar tiruveḷḷaṟai niṉṟāṉē

Meaning

O Lord of the Thiruvenkatam hill, thick with bamboo, who gave the kingdom to the five brothers, so that the leaping horses fell and the kings lost their lives! Grant me love for You. You stand at Thiruvellarai, where the young cuckoo, its beak gone bitter from pecking the tender shoots of the mango groves, sips the honey of the sweet jackfruit.

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vām pari
the leaping war-horses
aivarkaṭku aracu aḷitta
who gave the kingdom to the five, the Pandavas
kāmpiṉ ār
full of bamboo
vēṅkaṭap poruppa
O Lord of the Thiruvenkatam hill
niṉ kātalai aruḷ eṉakku
grant me love for You
maṭak kuyil
the young cuckoo
tīm palaṅkaṉit tēṉ
the honey of the sweet jackfruit
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Periya Tirumozhi 5.3.5 · verse 1372 of the four thousand

māṉa vēl oṇ kaṇ maṭavaral maṇ-makaḷaḻuṅka munnīrp parappilēṉam āki aṉṟu iru nilam iṭantavaṉē!-eṉakku aruḷpuriyē-kāṉa mā mullai kaḻaik karumpu ēṟi veṇmuṟuval ceytu alarkiṉṟatēṉiṉ vāy malar muruku ukukkum tiruveḷḷaṟai niṉṟāṉē

Meaning

When the Earth-lady, the young woman with eyes bright as a fine lance, was in distress, You once became a boar and lifted the broad earth out of the wide ocean. O You who did this, be gracious to me! You stand at Thiruvellarai, where the great forest mullai climbs the sugar-cane and blossoms as if smiling white, and flowers with honey at their lips spill their fragrance.

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māṉa vēl oṇ kaṇ
bright eyes like a noble lance
maṇ-makaḷ
the Earth-lady, Bhumi Devi
munnīrp parappil
in the expanse of the ocean
ēṉam āki
becoming a boar, Varaha
iru nilam
the broad earth
veṇ muṟuval ceytu
smiling white, the jasmine in bloom
muruku ukukkum
spill out fragrance
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Periya Tirumozhi 5.3.6 · verse 1373 of the four thousand

poṅku nīḷ muṭi amararkaḷ toḻutu eḻaamutiṉaik koṭuttaḷippāṉaṅku ōr āmai-atu ākiya āti!-niṉaṭimaiyai aruḷ eṉakku-taṅku pēṭaiyōṭu ūṭiya matukaramtaiyalār kuḻal aṇaivāṉtiṅkaḷ tōy ceṉṉi māṭam ceṉṟu aṇai tiruveḷḷaṟai niṉṟāṉē

Meaning

O First One, who there became a tortoise so that You could give the nectar to the gods with tall shining crowns, who worshipped You and rose! Grant me the gift of serving You. You stand at Thiruvellarai, where the bee that has quarrelled with its mate, seeking the tresses of young women, flies up to the tops of mansions that touch the moon.

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poṅku nīḷ muṭi amararkaḷ
the gods with tall, gleaming crowns
amutiṉaik
the nectar of immortality
āmai-atu ākiya āti
O First One who became the tortoise, Kurma
niṉ aṭimaiyai aruḷ eṉakku
grant me service to You
ūṭiya matukaram
the honey-bee that has sulked
taiyalār kuḻal
the tresses of young women
tiṅkaḷ tōy ceṉṉi māṭam
mansions whose tops touch the moon
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Periya Tirumozhi 5.3.7 · verse 1374 of the four thousand

āṟiṉōṭu oru nāṉku uṭai neṭu muṭiarakkaṉ-taṉ ciram ellāmvēṟu vēṟu uka vil-atu vaḷaittavaṉē!-eṉakku aruḷpuriyē-māṟu il cōtiya marakatap pācaṭaittāmarai malar vārntatēṟal mānti vaṇṭu iṉ icai mural tiruveḷḷaṟai niṉṟāṉē

Meaning

O You who bent Your bow so that every one of the heads of the rakshasa with ten tall crowns fell away, one by one: be gracious to me! You stand at Thiruvellarai, where bees drink the honey flowing from lotus blossoms among green leaves of matchless, emerald brightness, and hum their sweet music.

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āṟiṉōṭu oru nāṉku
six and four, ten
arakkaṉ-taṉ ciram ellām
all the heads of the rakshasa, Ravana
vēṟu vēṟu uka
falling away one by one
marakatap pācaṭait
with emerald-green leaves
tēṟal mānti
drinking the honey
iṉ icai mural
hum sweet music
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Periya Tirumozhi 5.3.8 · verse 1375 of the four thousand

muṉ iv ēḻ ulaku uṇarvu iṉṟi iruḷ mikaumparkaḷ toḻutu ēttaaṉṉam āki aṉṟu aru maṟai payantavaṉē!-eṉakku aruḷpuriyē-maṉṉu kētakai cūtakam eṉṟu ivaivaṉattiṭaic curumpu iṉaṅkaḷteṉṉa eṉṉa vaṇṭu iṉ icai mural tiruveḷḷaṟai niṉṟāṉē

Meaning

Long ago, when these seven worlds lay deep in darkness with no knowledge, and the gods worshipped and praised You, You became a swan and gave the rare Vedas. O You who did this, be gracious to me! You stand at Thiruvellarai, where in the woods, among the screwpine and the other flowering trees, swarms of bees go humming 'thenna, thenna' in sweet tunes.

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uṇarvu iṉṟi iruḷ mika
without knowledge, the darkness deep
umparkaḷ
the gods
aṉṉam āki
becoming a swan, Hamsa
aru maṟai
the rare Vedas
kētakai
the screwpine flower
curumpu iṉaṅkaḷ
swarms of bees
teṉṉa eṉṉa
humming 'thenna, thenna'
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Periya Tirumozhi 5.3.9 · verse 1376 of the four thousand

āṅku māvali vēḷviyil irantu ceṉṟuakal-iṭam muḻutiṉaiyumpāṅkiṉāl koṇṭa parama!-niṉ paṇintu eḻuvēṉ eṉakku aruḷpuriyē-ōṅku piṇṭiyiṉ cem malar ēṟi vaṇṭuuḻitara mā ēṟittīm kuyil miḻaṟṟum paṭappait tiruveḷḷaṟai niṉṟāṉē

Meaning

O Supreme One, who went there to Mahabali's sacrifice, begged, and by Your skill took the whole wide earth! Grant that I may bow to You and rise. You stand at Thiruvellarai, set in gardens where bees roam over the red blossoms of the tall asoka, and the sweet cuckoo climbs the mango tree and warbles.

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māvali vēḷviyil
at Mahabali's sacrifice
irantu
begging, as Vamana
akal-iṭam muḻutiṉaiyum
the whole wide earth
pāṅkiṉāl
by Your skill, Your clever way
parama
O Supreme One
piṇṭiyiṉ cem malar
red blossoms of the asoka tree
tīm kuyil miḻaṟṟum
the sweet cuckoo warbles
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Periya Tirumozhi 5.3.10 · verse 1377 of the four thousand

mañcu ulām maṇi māṭaṅkaḷ cūḻ tiruveḷḷaṟai-ataṉ mēyaañcaṉam puraiyum tiru uruvaṉaiātiyai amutattainañcu ulāviya vēl valavaṉ kalikaṉṟi col aiiraṇṭumeñcal iṉṟi niṉṟu ētta vallār imaiyōrkku aracu āvarkaḷē

Meaning

He dwells at Thiruvellarai, ringed by jewelled mansions where the clouds drift; His beautiful form is like dark collyrium; He is the First One and the nectar. Kalikanri, Thirumangai Alwar, master of the spear, sang these ten verses on Him. Those who can stand and praise Him with them, leaving nothing out, will become kings of the immortals.

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mañcu ulām
where clouds drift
añcaṉam puraiyum
like dark collyrium
ātiyai amutattai
the First One, the nectar
nañcu ulāviya vēl
the spear smeared with poison
kali kaṉṟi
Kalikanri, Thirumangai Alwar
eñcal iṉṟi
leaving nothing out
aracu āvarkaḷē
will become kings
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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.