thiruvempAvai

1.
We are singing the beginning and endless rare great Flame. In spite of listening
to it, Oh the girl with sword like sharp beautiful eye, you still have not open
ed your eyes(sleeping). Is your ear senseless ? On hearing the praise of the per
fect feet of the Greatest dEva, which sound of praise arises at the start of the
street, one has forgotten herself weeping and weeping ! You as if nothing happe
ned are turning here and there enjoying the soft flowers spread bed coolly, what
a pity what a pity !! Is this your behavior my dear friend ?!
2.
The friends:
Whenever we talk day and night you used to say, "Our bond is with the Supreme Lu
minance." Oh slim beautiful girl!, but did you keep all your liking to this flor
al soft bed ?!
The girl on the bed:
Oh slim beautiful girls!, How can you talk (mock) like this ?
The friends:
Is it the place to play mocking each others ? Who are we ? The Luminous, the One
in the world of shivam, the Lord of small abode at thillai, who blesses us givi
ng His Floral Feet, for praising which even the celestial elements (viNNOrkaL) a
re scared of their qualification, to that Lord we are lovers.
3.
The Friends:
Oh one with pearl like charming smile ! You would come getting up early and spea
k in the sweet words with the heart soaked in those words saying, "My aththan, e
cstasy, nectar" (praising the God). Come and open your doors !
The girl on the bed:
Oh the people with the ten great characters, the people committed to the Oldest
feet of the Lord, my friends !! I being new slave, is it wrong if you correct my
bad behaviors and take me to the right path ?!
The friends:
Oh dear, don't we know your love ? Don't the people of beautiful heart sing our
Shiva ? Come let us get those (good qualities).
4.
The friends:
Oh the girl of charming smile! Is it not yet dawn ?
The girl on the bed:
Have all the girls of pretty parrot like voice come ?
The friends:
After counting we are telling the fact. Don't waste the time in sleep. The Medic
ine for the whole space, the Great declaration of vEda, the Charming one for eye
s, Him, we are singing with the melting heart outpouring love. We won't (count f
or you wasting our time). You come and count for yourself and if it is less cont
inue your sleep.
5.
Oh cheat! the girl of milky honey speech, who tells lies from the heart that we
know the Mount that was not known by vishNu and not seen by brahma, come and ope
n the house door ! The One who is difficult to be understood by the world, space
and others, His form and His great deed of taking us as His slaves and caring a
lot for us, that we sing and scream, "Oh shiva! Oh shivA !!" But still you neve
r felt it ! never felt !! Oh nice plaited girl, Is this your quality !!
6.
Oh deer ! You told yesterday that you yourself would come and wake us up the nex

t day. But where did you go (today) ? Are you not ashamed ? Is it not yet dawn ?
The One who is difficult to be understood by the space, earth and others, His c
oming by Himself to own us making us superior, singing that sky-like Great feet
we have come. Reply to us. Oh flesh, melt! Let us sing the King of you, us and o
thers.
7.
Oh girl ! Is it a play ? For many eternal things (amarar) He is not even thinkab
le. The One with nice wealth. On hearing His symbols you would open your mouth s
aying "shiva". Even before completing the word saying "Oh the Lord of South", yo
u would become like the wax put on the fire. We are all saying my One, "My King,
Sweet nectar" and so many other things, hear. Still are you sleeping ? You are
lying like the crude hearted females. How powerful is this sleep !!
8.
The hens started shouting, so are the sparrows. The yAz and white conches(chaN^g
u) produced their sound everywhere. We are singing the Supreme Luminance, Suprem
e Grace and the great things, didn't you listen ? What a sleep it is, long live
! Open your mouth. Is this the way of loving the One with the disc weapon in His
hand ? One who stood beyond the deluge, Him, who shares the body with the slim
lady (umA) (it could also be interpreted as the Partner of poor), let us sing !
9.
Oh the Oldest thing of the oldest things ! The recently named latest of the newe
st things ! We, Your disciplined slaves, who got Yourself as our Lord, would bow
down to the foot of your slaves; would become friends of them only; One like th
em only would become our husband; we would serve the way he likingly tells. If y
ou, our King, bless us this way we are free from any unfulfilment.
10.
Even below the seven underneath worlds is the Beyond-words Flower of foot ! The
Splendid Hair of floral fragrance is the end of all matters !! Female oneside, H
is Holy Form is not one. Beginning vEdhAs, even if the celestial powers and eart
h praise, Indescribable, that One Friend, residing in the hearts of His servants
. The hara of flawless tradition. Which one is His town ? Which one is His name
? Who related and who not ? What is the way to sing Him ?!
11.
The pond filled with the reverberations of the flies, bathing in that striking t
he water with our bud like hands singing your ornated foot, Oh Great, your tradi
tional slaves, we lived. Oh Red one like the fierce fire ! Oh White Ash smeared
Rich ! The Lord of the fragrance of the Lady with nicely dyed, well formed eyes
and small vulva. Oh Great, in your play of blessing by taking as slaves, the way
people get rescued we all got rescued off. Save us.
12.
The One with chaste water(river), whom we chant and dance in order to get rid of
the roaring suffering of birth. The Fire Dancer at the tiny hall of nice thilla
i. Protecting, creating and removing this sky, world and all of us as a play, sp
eaking the (sacred) words, the bangles tingling, the ornating snakes hissing, th
e bees buzzing on the decorated plait (He dances). Striking the (water in the) f
loral pond, praising the Golden Foot of the Lord, take bath in this nice water.
13.
Because of the greeny dark kuvaLai flower, because of the fresh bud of the red l
otus, because of the buzzing sound of the small-bodied creatures, this brimming
pond appears, with the arrival and taking refuge of those who want to wash away
their impurities, like our Lordess and our King. Jumping into this pond of lotus
floral spring with our conches roaring, anklets clinging each other, breasts bo
oming, bathing pond booming, swim in the pond.

14.
The earring dancing, worn ornaments dancing, the Lady's plait dancing, the crowd
of gasps dancing, bathing in the chill water, singing the Tiny Hall, singing th
e Meaning of vEdhAs, singing the Being of that, singing the nature of the Lumina
nce, singing the enclading bunch of flower konRai, singing the nature of the Sou
rce, singing the Being of the end, singing the nature of the foot of the Lady wh
o brought us up, bathe.
15.
Now and then she utters, "My Lord", thus her mouth never relent in the praise of
the glory of Our Lord ! With the mind rejoicing, never stopping long streams of
tears wetting the eye, not even once coming to this world, not bowing down to t
he celestial powers, to the Emperor one becomes mad like this. One who takes sla
ves like this, that Proficient's foot, Oh girls of ornated breasts, let us sing
and swim in the floral stream.
16.
Earlier raising condensing the sea, appearing like the Lordess, shining and boom
ing like the waist of Her who rules us, clinging like the clings of the golden a
nklet over the foot of our Lordess, appearing as a bow like Her eyebrow, like th
e grace She comes forward and gives first to the lovers of our Lord who is insep
arable from Her who enslaved us, shower, Oh rain !
17.
With the red eyed one, with the direction faced one, with the dhEvAs - the joy t
hat is not present anywhere, giving that joy to us, bee eating plaited girl, the
Red one who pampers us, residing and blessing in all our homes, blessing us giv
ing the red lotus like Golden foot, Charming eyed king, the great Nectar for we
slaves, our Lord, singing Him with the goodness booming bathe in the lotus flora
l water.
18.
As the heaps of precious gems on the crowns of the celestial
adiance, when they go to salute the feet lotuses of the Lord
tars fade away with their cold luminance when the one in the
remove the darkness. Being female, male, neuter, rays filled
g apart from all these, One who stands as the nectar for the
rnated foot, Oh girl, bathe in this floral stream.

powers lose their r

19.
"The child in your hand is your own refugee", because of our fear of that adage
coming to existence, our Lord, we tell you something, listen ! Let our breast no
t join the shoulder of somebody who is not Your lover; Let my hand not do any se
rvice other than for You; Night or day let my eye not see anything else. If You,
my Lord, give us this gift, let the Sun rise wherever, what is our problem ?
20.
Praises, bless (us) Your flower of feet, the beginning !
Praises, bless Your red tendershoots, the end !
Praises to the Golden feet, the origin of all lives !
Praises to the Floral ornated feet, the pleasure of all lives !
Praises to the Parallel feet, the termination of all lives !
Praises to the Lotus not seen by vishNu and the four faced !
praises to the Golden flowers that bless us taking as slaves !
Praises ! Bathing in the mArkazi month !