1.A garland like the bow of god, Indira adorns
the billowy sea-veined chest of Lord Thirumal.
The clouds crowd and burst in the rainy season.
The hero will keep his word and come in the evening.
2.O, you maid wearing arched ear-stud! When the sun
lost heat, the monsoon began. The trees in the vast forests
burst their buds! The clouds shower with lightning
and thunder. All these signs foretell your hero's coming.
3.The beautiful Pathiri flowers fade! With clap of thunder
there has been a cloudburst of hailstone from yesterday.
It gives pain to the heroine in separation.
And so her friend consoles her.
4.O, beauty with bamboo-like shoulders! The peacocks rock like
the dancers in the rainy season. The Kondrai trees with wreathes
of flowers make the people happy. As the beetles throng and sing
around the flowers, the season will cure your love-sickness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem