The hero speaks:
He is the Creator of Heaven and Earth And mountains too on earth;
He is the Ancient One who crowns my head With His beauteous flower-feet twain.
What might the entry of this damsel be,
-- The one of fair locks with flowers decked --,
Into the garden of His Tillai If her nature be such as this?
Is this magic?
Or a dream?
I know not what?



If this be the rare feet of His flower bunch decked Tillai
Grove girt she has entered, she of fair locks and he the hoary creator
Of land, sky and mountains, crowning me with his feet.
Is this all a dream or magic?
Or else than either? i do not
Apprehend what is what.