While the Pandiya King, Maran came into my street
Looking after the welfare of the people had taken the
Beauty and welfare of my shoulders along with him!
Since he is the person responsible for the security of
Black coloured sea with reverberating waves at the town
KoRkai too, to whom can I tell this dispute hereafter?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem