Spgm 049 - The Victorius Dance Poem by Rajaram Ramachandran

Despite your love and patience,
You also played a war dance,
To kill the evil Demons,
And to save the virtuous Devas.

THE FOLK DANCE

"Your anklets in pure gold,
They make "Jal, Jal" sound,
To warn and destroy the Avunars
Who're cunning sword fighters."

When you danced like this
Heavenly Devas showered flowers.
It appeared to us as showers.
This is a sign of your powers.

THE SUCCESS

A mild warrior went
From a town for a hunt,
The Goddess with a sword,
Behind him she followed.

When both were after victory,
In the nearby forest territory,
A black sparrow with its song
It warned something wrong.

THE VICTORIOUS WALK

The woman, who sold the country-wine
She refused to give freely wine,
For which a hunter got upset,
And he went out for a hunt.

The goddess was too kind to him
She got him success at that time.
She sat o'er his bow's tip.
She brought victory to his trip.

THE CHARITY

"Oh you young and black huntress
See here how the cows of enemies
Loiter in the courtyards of the drummer,
The blacksmith and the yazh player."

"Also you see this wonder
How these cows wander
In the Court yards of the wine-seller,
The forest spy and the fortune-teller."

"Better you see these cows
In the courtyards of the huntress,
Side by side the old hunters.
The cows brought from the enemies, "

SACRIFICE AT THE ALTAR

"Oh Mother! Before your feet
We bow and repay our debt
With this offer of our blood,
From our wounds that shed"

"Worshiped also by the king,
You accept our blood flowing
From the wounds as our offer
To fulfill our vows here."

"To avoid tigers prowling at nights,
The hunters live in rock heights.
Their blood that now flows
You accept and release their vows."

SACRIFICIAL OFFER

"Oh Sankari, accept the sacrifice
Of these hunters with all your grace.
To go anywhere they've no place,
They always look upon your face."