you bathed in sweet-smelling ghee, milk and curd.
you chose as your abode the ciṟṟampalam from where the brahmins three-thousand in number never part
one who desired adorning himself with fragrant koṉṟai flower indian laburnam.
you sang many songs in addition to maṟai vētam: especially, cāmam
you adorned your head with the crescent of rays which shed coolness.
Bestow your grace on us so that our actions committed from time immemorial, may decrease.
Translation: V.M.Subramanya Aiyar–Courtesy: French Institute of Pondichery / EFEO (2006)