English Translation by Dr. Kausalya Hart
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1. Sivapuranam 
The Timelessness of the Lord
1 - 10
Let us praise the feet of the lord!
Let us praise the feet of the lord
who does not leave my heart even for the wink of an eye.
Let us praise the feet of the great jewel-like god, the king of Thirukokazhi.
Let us praise the god who is near us and is the Vedas.
He is one and many—let us worship his feet.
Let us praise the feet of the lord, the destroyer of our desires.
Let us praise the ornamented feet of Pinnagam that remove our future births.
Let us praise the beautiful feet of the lord
that cannot be reached by any who are not his devotees.
If devotees worship him folding their hands,
he stays happily in their hearts.
Let us praise his ornamented feet.
If his devotees bend their heads and worship him
he makes them famous—let us praise his feet.
10 - 20
Let us praise the divine feet of our lord Esan.
Let us praise the feet of our father.
Let us praise the feet of our bright lord.
Let us praise the feet of Shiva, our god.
Let us worship the faultless lord who loves us.
Let us praise the feet of our king who destroys our illusory births.
Let us praise the feet of the god of flourishing Thirupperundurai.
Let us praise the mountain-like god who give us endless joy.
Lord Shiva entered my heart and gave his grace—
I bow to his feet and worship them by his grace
and I recite the entire Shivapuranam
so that the karma of all will be destroyed.
21 - 30
The three-eyed lord came to me and showed his compassion
and I worshiped his matchless ornamented feet.
He is the sky, the earth, the bright light that spreads everywhere
and he has no limits.
I have done bad karma.
I do not know how to praise him.
I was born as a blade of grass, a bhutam, a worm, a tree,
many animals, a bird, a snake, a stone, a human, a demon
one of the ganas, a strong Asura, a sage, a god and all creatures
that act or do not act.
31 - 40
I was born as all things on this earth and I am tired.
O lord, I found your golden feet and reached moksha.
You stay in my mind as “Om” and protect me.
O lord, you are the truth, the faultless one, the rider on a bull,
and you are deep and wide yet small like an atom.
The Vedas praise you saying, “You are our master!”
O faultless lord, you are heat and cold,
the true wisdom that removes all the false deeds of your devotees,
a shining bright light and excellent knowledge that give us grace.
O lord, you are my joy!
I am not wise, and you are the good knowledge
that removes my ignorance.
41 - 60
You have no beginning or end and you cannot be measured.
You create the whole world, protect and destroy it,
you give your grace to the world, take creatures of the world
to your world and make them worship you.
You stay far and near and you are the fragrance in all things.
You are the lord of the Vedas, filled with knowledge.
You stay in the hearts of your dear devotees
like honey mixed with fresh milk, sugar and ghee.
O great lord, remove the future births of your devotees.
O lord with five colors,
you hid when the gods in the sky searched for you.
You gave me a body to me that is a hut filled with dirt
and that has done bad and good karma.
Its inside is bound by virtue and sin
and its outside is covered with skin.
The five senses do wicked things
and my body wants to do everything that my senses
want it to do.
O faultless one, my heart melts with love for you.
Even though I am like an animal my heart melts with love for you,
and have not done any good.
You came to this earth, showed me your ornamented body
and gave me your grace to me who am lower than a dog.
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O lord, you, the truth, showed me love more than a mother.
You are a faultless light, a blooming bright flower,
our bright lord, our friend and sweet honey.
You, the god of Shivapuram,
removed my bond with the earth,
you protect me and give me your loving grace.
O lord, you, a flood of compassion,
removed the wickedness from my mind,
You are our nectar that is always sweet.
O limitless lord, you do not appear
before those who do not think of you.
You melted my heart
and stay in my heart giving me life.
71 - 80
Though you have no happiness or sorrow,
you can be happy or sorrowful.
O lord, friend of those who think of you as their friend,
you are everything and you are nothing,
you are brightness and darkness, and you were never born.
You, the ancient one, are the end and middle yet you are neither.
O father, you took me to you and made me yours.
Even those wise ones who know many things do not know you.
O lord, virtuous one, you are not born on the earth
and you do not leave it.
O lord, light that no one can see,
you are our protector and take care of us.
You are the joyful flood of a river,
O lord, you are light that will never diminish,
and the deep feeling in our hearts.
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O lord, faultless wisdom on his earth, knowledge, clarity,
nectar that springs in the hearts of your devotees,
you made me yours.
Your devotees praise you saying,
“My body is becoming weak and I will not be able to bear it.”
You are my chief, O Shiva, save me.
Your devotees praise you
and ask for the boon of not being born on the earth.
You destroy our false bodies
and our births so we will not be born and suffer.
O lord, king of southern Pandya country,
you dance in the golden hall in Thillai at midnight.
You destroy the births that give us sorrow.
Devotees worship you and say you cannot be described,
as they exclaim, “O king of the southern Pandya country,
dancer in the golden hall of Thillai,
you destroy the births that give us sorrow.”
Those who sing your praise in songs and know their meaning
will reach Shivapuram and abide beneath your feet
where all other devotees will praise them and bow to them. 95
2. Keerthi Thiruvakaval 
A divine akaval poem describing the Lord’s fame
1 - 20
In Thillai, the god with countless qualities, the life of all, dances
and creates and destroys the earth, the sky and the world of the gods.
He removes my darkness and gives me knowledge
and he fosters love for him in the hearts of his devotees and abides there.
In Mahendra mountain the five-faced lord created the Vedas
and taught them to the sages.
In Kalladam he stays with his wife Uma,
and in Panchappalli he stays with his wife whose words are sweet as milk
and gives his grace to all.
Coming as a hunter
he embraced the breasts of Uma whose lips are soft as murungai flowers,
and coming as a fisherman,
he retrieved the Vedas from the fish that had swallowed them
and gave his grace to all with his five faces.
21 - 40
In Nandampadi he taught the four Vedas to his devotees.
Lord Esan, the bull rider. came to earth in hundreds of forms
with his wife Uma who shares half of his body,
saved the world and gave his grace to all.
Disguised as a merchant he came to help Manivasagar buy horses.
In Velamputhur he gave a spear to the king Ugra Pandiyan
and enabled him to conquer his enemies.
In Shanthamputhur he gave his grace to the hunters who carry bows.
In Chokkanaadu he showed his red fire-like body.
The lord, our king who could not be found by Brahma and Thirumal,
changed foxes into horses to save Manivasagar
so he could sell the horses to the Pandya king.
41 - 60
The lord disguised himself as a Brahmin and did miracles.
Disguised as a servant he cared for the horses in the great city of Madurai,
and there he carried sand for Vandi to get pittu.
In Utharakosamangai he did clever deeds.
In Puvanam he appeared in a beautiful form.
In Thiruvadavur he danced as his anklets sounded sweetly.
In rich Thirupperundurai he stayed happily and wandered as a thief.
In Puvalam, staying happily, he destroyed the bad karma of all
and made a pandal and fed water to thirsty people.
61 - 80
In Thiruvenkadu he went as a guest and stayed under a kurundam tree.
In Thiruppattamangai he gave the eight siddhis to sages.
Disguised as a hunter he hid in the forest.
In Thirumeykkaadu, the unique lord stayed happily and gave his grace to all.
In Thiruvoriyur he became a child.
In Pandur he stayed in the temple.
In Thiruthevur he disguised himself as a king and ruled.
In Thiruvarur he taught wisdom to the sages.
In Thiruvidaimarudur he danced.
In Thiruvekambam he stayed with his wife who shares half his body.
81 - 100
In Thiruvanjiyam he stayed with his wife who has fragrant hair,
becoming a warrior with a strong bow and performing heroic deeds.
He stayed majestically in Kadampur and in Engoymalai.
In Thiruvaiyaru he stayed as a Saivaite sage.
In Thiruthuruthi, he stayed happily.
In Thiruppanai all the people loved him.
In Thirukazukkundram he tarried.
In Thiruppuyampuram he gave many boons to his devotees.
In Thirukkutralam he stayed in his form of meditation.
The ancient god with a beautiful form
comes magically and gives goodness to all.
Shiva, the god of compassion, came from the sky
and taught the shastras to all in Chandradeepam city.
In Thirukkazhipaalai he stays beautifully.
101 - 126
The nature of the compassionate lord of endless fame cannot be described.
He is smeared with divine white powder.
He destroys the future births of his devotees and gives them joy.
The compassionate lord dances to the sound of drums
and shares half of his body with his wife.
His pure, shining body destroys the three faults and karma of his devotees.
In Thirukazhumalam, wearing a cenkazhuneer flower garland, he gives his love to all.
Thirumal and Brahma could not find his head or feet.
He rode on a horse and came to the earth.
The god of the Pandya country gives his grace to his devotees
so that they will not be born again on the earth.
He gives moksha to the devotees who worship him with devotion.
He is the god of Utharakosamangai
and the god of gods who gave his grace to all the three ancient gods.
He takes away the ignorance of his devotees and gives them joy.
He, the mountain of grace, knows the qualities and abilities of all
and gives his grace accordingly.
127 - 146
O lord, I am a dog.
You asked me to come to the dancing hall in flourishing Thillai.
You join your devotees and give your grace.
Of the devotees who cannot reach him,
some enter fire, some are entranced with love for him,
some fall on the ground and worship him,
some run to the ocean and cry, “O god, O lord!”
and some reach his feet.
Some anxiously wait for the same grace he gave to Pathanjali.
He dances in the golden hall of Thiruppuliyur
and smiles at his wife Uma whose red mouth is sweet as a fruit.
He, the god of high Kailasa mountain, came to Thiruppuliyur and abides there.
3. Thiruvandappakudi: Civanathu Thula Sukkumattai Viyanthathu 
The Lord as the universe and the creation of the world
1 - 28
The lord has the form of the world
that can not be measured.
He is more beautiful than hundreds of crores of lights.
He is small like an atom yet he is large.
He created Brahma, the creator of the world,
and he creates and protects all creatures of the world
and he also ends their lives.
The world moves as if it were caught in a storm
and he makes it function.
He is the lord of all the six religions and their principles
and he is moksha for all, even the gods.
Every day he gives light to the sun, coolness to the moon,
heat to fire and purity to the wide sky.
He makes the wind blow and gives water its sweet taste.
He creates the earth and the many crores of things in it.
29 - 36
He is ancient, matchless, the whole universe.
He wears the teeth of a boar and a tiger skin.
He is smeared with white ashes.
Whenever I think of him,
I am unable to bear the thought
that I have not reached him.
He, the creator of the music of the veena, is also its music. 35
37 - 50
He is ancient, the highest one
and could not be found by Brahma and Thirumal.
He is a wonder and many who can't be described in words.
The mind cannot know him but he can be caught in the net of devotion.
He is unique, the only god.
a wonderful thing like an atom,
and he pervades the whole world.
51 - 60
He is a rare thing among rare things and has matchless praise.
He enters into all things and makes them flourish.
Scholars cannot recognize him.
The lord who has no birth or ending
creates all relationships in the world and moksha.
Lord Shiva is all moving and unmoving creatures—
even the gods do not know him..
He is female, male and ali.
I saw the god with my own eyes,
the compassionate lord who is nectar and gives his grace to all.
61 - 65
He came to earth to make his devotees his.
I am sure he is the god Shiva.
He made me his and gave his grace to me.
He is joined with Uma
whose beautiful eyes are like kuvalai blossoms—
she is half his body.
66 - 95
As if he were a dark cloud,
the god took water from the ocean of divine joy
and climbed the mountain in Thirupperundurai.
Then lightning spread in all directions,
snakes that have five senses ran away,
the hot season made the trees dry,
beautiful kandal flowers bloomed,
indragopa insects swarmed everywhere,
and lotuses bloomed with petals that were like kandal blossoms.
The flood of his grace spread in all directions.
Thirsty deer drank water, rivers flooded and crashed on their banks,
rain fell and cooled the heat
beautiful flowers bloomed,
kandal buds looked like the folded hands of devotees,
butterflies flew everywhere,
water like the wisdom of knowledge filled up the ponds
and crashed on their banks,
and trees fell like our bad karma.
As if they were deer thirsty for drink,
good devotees drink in the meaning of the six religions.
As if they were performing archana for the gods,
farmers lovingly plant their crops in the earth.
May the god of the universe who is like a cloud prosper.
96 - 100
Praising God. vaazhga
Let us praise the lord who wears a snake belt.
Let us praise the ancient lord who gives grace to the sages,
Let us praise the lord who removes the future births of his devotees,
attracts them and makes them his.
Let us praise the lord who will come to me and remove my sorrow.100
101 - 105
Let us praise the lord, the dancer in the middle of the night.
Let us praise the lord who gives his nectar-like grace to devotees if they approach him.
Let us praise the lord, the beloved of Uma who has beautiful arms.
Let us praise the lord, a treasure for his poor devotees and an enemy for his enemies.
106 - 111
The lord, our friend wears a snake for an ornament, praise him.
He made me crazy for him, praise him.
He is strong and decorated with ash, praise him.
The ancient lord makes everything happen in all directions
and he makes all to sleep and wakes them up, praise him.
There are no words to describe him, praise him.
112 - 123
No one knows him in their feelings?
and he can't be seen or felt by all the senses, praise him.
He created the sky, water, earth, fire and the wind, praise him.
Like the fragrance in flowers
his fame spreads everywhere, praise him.
The shinning lord came to me today with compassion,
gave his grace and removed my future births, praise him.
He is very easy for me to reach.
He gave me my body that melts for his love.
He stays in my mind and makes me happy, praise him.
When I become a devotee of the lord
I feel his flood of joy all over my body.
I do not want this body—I want to join him.
Omnipresent lord could not be found by devotees.
123 - 132
He is a heap of emeralds and shines brightly.
He was not found by Brahma who has heads in all four directions.
Those who tried hard to see him could not find him.
All the sages tried to find him, but could not.
Even those who concentrated only on him could not find him
and felt disappointed.
Those who learned all the Vedas and searched for him could not find him.
Those who thought they could find him in tantras
could not find him even in the sky.
133 - 141
He is unique.
He has the form of a male, a female and an ali
and all the gods were unable to find him.
He shares his body with his wife who has shining forehead.
He was not found by sages who controlled their five senses,
left all their pleasures of the world,
and did penance with their thin bodies.
No one knows whether he is or he is not or whether he is one thing.
I, his devotee, finally found that thief who hid himself.
142 - 145
He hid himself from all those who worship him saying,
“Praise him, praise him, adorn him with garlands,
go round him and worship him,
follow him, do not leave him, hold on to him!”
146 - 157
The matchless lord with a unique nature
calls us, his devotees, and makes us his.
He shows us his Vedic form and gives his grace.
I worshiped him crying and calling out.
I felt as if I were caught in the waves of the ocean,
had fallen into it, rolled about and cried.
I felt like a crazy man and became like a maniac.
People were scared to see me
and those who heard me were amazed.
I was like a mad elephant as I suffered.
I do not enjoy the feelings of five senses.
158 - 167
In the cities of his enemies he is like a fire that destroys them,
but he is like a nellikkani on my palm.
I do not know how to praise him.
Is this right for him?
I cannot survive without him.
I do not know what he wants me to do
or how to get his grace,
and even if I receive it, I do not have enough of it.
Even if I swallow it, it is not enough for me.
168 - 182
He filled my heart with nectar from the cool milky ocean roaring with waves.
I am a dog yet he made my body fill with nectar.
He made it as if nectar and sweet honey
were flowing all through my flesh and bones.
He makes me melt for him and makes my body pure.
I am like an elephant that looks for sugarcane and vilam fruit.
His grace and compassion flow through my body like honey
and have made me his.
He is the lord whom even Brahma could not find.
4. Potri Thiruvakaval: Cakattin Urpatti 
A soul is born, grows, becomes a devotee and praises the Lord
1 - 30
As Brahma and all the gods in the sky worshiped you,
Thirumal, praised by sages everywhere,
who wears a silver crown and measured the three worlds with his two feet,
wanted to find your feet, and, disguised as a boar,
split open the earth and looked for them,
but, unable to find them and exhausted,
he praised you, saying, “Jeya, Jeya!”
You are easy to find for your devotees
if they worship you on this earth
surrounded with wide ocean.
In this world where elephants and ants are born,
I was born from the faultless womb of a mother
unaffected by any of her impurities.
After I was born for the first, the second and third month
I survived, but in the fourth month, I lived in darkness,
in the fifth month I was breathing well,
in the sixth month all the neighbors came to see me
and gossiped about how I look,
in the seventh month, I crawled,
in the eighth and ninth months I lived without any trouble,
in the tenth month I slept with my mother
and so I grew up year after year.
In the morning I did all the things I had to do,
in the day I was hungry always,
and in the night I slept. That is how I lived.
31 - 59
When I was young I lived in this crazy world like a mad elephant,
falling in love with women as beautiful as peacocks,
with dark curly hair, red mouths, round breasts and sharp eyes.
I learned from an ocean of books.
Impoverished, I needed to earn wealth and suffered in many ways.
I began to understand fate
and I also began to understand all the magical things in life.
Relatives and neighbors joined together and gossiped about me.
They talked of atheism.
Friends and others called me constantly just to talk
and wanted to go to places with me.
Those who know the shastras told me
that I should do vrathas and described the rules of shastras to me.
I heard scholars of many schools
when they argued and fought about various philosophies.
The people belonging to Ulogayudam surrounded me like snakes
and many other illusionary things also surrounded me.
60 - 77
But I only wanted to be your devotee,
and I was like a candle that is near the fire and is not moved away.
I worshiped you and melted in my heart for you.
I cried, my body shivering,
I danced, screamed, sang and praised you.
My heart melted in devotion like a nail piercing a soft tree
and swelled like an ocean.
My body shivered and the world looked at me and laughed.
I was not ashamed for whatever they said
and accepted their words as if they were ornaments.
I did not give up my desire to see you
and the joy that I might see you increased.
I was crying and troubled
and did not want to think of any other god.
I understood that you are the only highest god
and you came to the earth, became my dear guru
and gave me your grace.
78 - 85
I do not think of your greatness as a simple thing.
I feel like a shadow that does not move from your grace.
I consider the direction of the lord without growing tired.
My bones melt and I long for you.
The river of love for you flows over its banks.
All of my senses look for you.
I cry out, “Lord, lord!”
My words are confused?
My body shivers.
I fold my hands and my heart blooms in devotion for you.
My eyes feel joy and fill with tears.
86 - 99
You are mother for those who worship you
without stopping and you nourish us, I praise you.
You are the god who came to the earth as a scholar of the Vedas, I praise you.
You are the king of golden Madurai, I praise you.
You shine like a large jewel in Madurai, I praise you.
You dance in the hall in Thillai, the southern city, I praise you.
You are nectar for me today, I praise you.
You are endless and you created the four Vedas, I praise you.
You carry the bull banner, I praise you.
You have many shining forms, I praise you.
You make my heart melt as if you were peeling a stone
to get a fruit from it, I praise you.
O golden hill, protect me, I praise you.
When I cry you give me your grace and save me, I praise you.
100 - 130
You create us all, protect us and give us moksha, I praise you.
You remove all our troubles, I praise you.
O Esaa, I praise you.
You are our god, I praise you.
You are shining marble, I praise you.
O king, I praise you.
You are nectar, I praise you.
You are fragrant and you have many forms, I praise you.
You are the scholar of the Vedas, I praise you.
You are faultless, I praise you.
You are the first one of the world, I praise you.
You are knowledge, I praise you.
You are our refuge, I praise you.
You are a sweet fruit, I praise you.
The Ganges flows in your red hair, I praise you.
You make me yours, I praise you.
You are the feeling of all, I praise you.
I am a low one, your slave, I praise you.
You are our master, I praise you.
You are the atom, I praise you.
You are the god Shiva, I praise you.
You are our chief, I praise you.
You are our aim, I praise you.
You have eight qualities, I praise you.
You are our path, I praise you.
You are our thoughts, I praise you.
You are the remedy for the troubles of the gods, I praise you.
You are easy for all to find, I praise you.
O king, you give us your grace
so I and all my relatives will not fall into the hell, I praise you.
You are our friend, I praise you.
You are my help, I praise you.
You are our life, I praise you.
You are my treasure, I praise you.
You are our moksha, I praise you.
You are the first one of the world, I praise you.
You are our lord, I praise you.
You are the god Hara, I praise you.
You surpass all feelings and cannot be described, I praise you.
You are the wealth of the wide ocean of the world, I praise you.
You are beauty even in simple things, I praise you.
You are like the eye and a dark cloud, I praise you.
You are the omnipresent mountain of grace, I praise you.
You served your devotees, I praise you.
You made me worthy
and placed your feet on my head, I praise you.
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You take away the troubles of those
who worship you folding their hands, I praise you.
You are the endless ocean of joy, I praise you.
You will not be destroyed or created, I praise you.
You are the first one who is above all, I praise you.
You are the beloved of Uma
whose eyes are like a doe’s, I praise you.
You are the mother of the gods in the sky, I praise you.
You are five in the world, I praise you.
You are four in water, I praise you.
You are three in fire, I praise you.
You are two in the wind, I praise you.
You are the only one sky, I praise you.
You are nectar for compassionate ones, I praise you.
You are hard for the gods in the sky to see even in dreams, I praise you.
You give me, a dog, your grace in the day, I praise you.
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You are the god of Thiruvidaimarudur, I praise you.
The Ganges flows in your hair, I praise you.
You are the king of Thiruvarur, I praise you.
You are the god of beautiful Thiruvaiyaru, I praise you.
You are the god of Thiruvannamalai, I praise you.
You are the ocean of nectar and dear as my eyes, I praise you.
You stay in Thiruvekambam, I praise you.
Half of your body is Uma your wife, I praise you.
You the highest god stay in Thirupparaythurai, I praise you.
You, the Shiva, stay in Thiruchirappalli, I praise you.
I do not have any other refuge, I praise you.
You are our dancer and you stay in Thirukkutralam, I praise you.
You, the king, stay in Thirukkokkazhi, I praise you.
You, my father, stay on Thiruyengoy mountain, I praise you.
You are the beautiful one who stays in lovely Thiruppazhanam, I praise you.
You, the Vidangan, stay in Kadampur, I praise you.
You give your grace to those who approach you, I praise you.
O king, you gave your grace to the elephant under the athi tree, I praise you.
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O Shiva, you are the king of Southern land, I praise you.
You are the god of all countries, I praise you.
You gave your grace to the baby pigs, I praise you.
You are the great Kailasa mountain, I praise you.
You are my father and give me your grace, I praise you.
You, the god, take away the darkness in my life, I praise you.
I am your slave and alone, and I am tired, I praise you.
Give me your grace so that I will find a refuge, I praise you.
Give me your grace and say, “Don't be afraid!”, I praise you.
You drank the poison as nectar, I praise you.
You are my chief, I praise you.
You are my father, I praise you.
You are omnipresent, I praise you.
You are faultless, I praise you.
You are a devotee to your devotees, I praise you.
You are life, I praise you.
You are the greatest, I praise you.
You are the highest, I praise you.
You are a rare thing, I praise you.
You are faultless, I praise you.
You are a good path for the scholars of Vedas, I praise you.
O the first of the world, I will not be able to survive, I praise you.
You are my relative, I praise you.
You are my life, I praise you.
You are excellence, I praise you.
You are Shiva, I praise you.
You are good fortune, I praise you.
You are the beloved of Uma, I praise you.
You share your body with your wife whose feet are soft as cotton, I praise you.
I am a dog, your slave, I suffer, I praise you.
You are the shining Esan, I praise you.
You are my eyes that reveal moksha, I praise you.
You are the king of Thirukkovai, I praise you.
You are the king of the mountain country, I praise you.
You stay in Thirukkesari, the beautiful town, I praise you.
You, the precious, stay in Thirukkazhukkundram, I praise you.
You stay in Thiruppuvanam surrounded with mountains, I praise you.
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You are the mountain of compassion, I praise you.
You have a form and you are formless, I praise you.
You embrace all with your compassion, I praise you.
You are the light that spreads everywhere, I praise you.
You are clear but hard to understand, I praise you.
You, a faultless shining pearl, I praise you.
You are a friend for your devotees, I praise you.
You, nectar with sweetness that never goes away,
give us your grace, I praise you.
You, the great lord, have a thousand names, I praise you.
You wear a garland of arugam grass, I praise you.
You, the bright light, dance in Thillai, I praise you.
You are the beautiful one decorated with sandal past, I praise you.
You are Shiva, hard to understand, I praise you.
You stay on mighty Mandira mountain. I praise you.
You make me yours and I will survive, I praise you.
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You fed the baby tiger I praise you.
You walked on the wavy ocean, I praise you.
You gave your grace to the sparrow, I praise you.
You destroyed the desires of my senses, I praise you.
You are the fire on the earth, I praise you.
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You are the bottom, middle and up, I praise you.
You gave moksha to the Pandya king and saved him from hell, I praise you.
You are omnipresent, I praise you.
You are the king of Shivapuram where flowers bloom everywhere, I praise you.
You wear a garland of kazuneer flower, I praise you.
You enter among your worshippers, I praise you.
I, a dog, do not how to survive,
but you accept my babbling words as a garland for you, I praise you.
You, the ancient god, burned the three forts of your enemies, I worship you.
You are the highest light, I worship you.
Praise, praise, you are the lord decorated with snake.
Praise, praise, you are the ancient cause of all.
Praise, praise, jeya, jeya.
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