TIRUPPAVAI--12

TELUGU VYAKHYANAM

kanaiththu iLam katrerumai kanRukku irangi 
ninaiththu mulai vazhiyae ninRu paal sOra 
nanaiththu illam saeRaakkum naR chelvan thangaay 
panith thalai veezha nin vaasaR kadai patrich 
chinaththinaal then ilangaik kOmaanaich chetra 
manaththukku iniyaanaip paadavum nee vaay thiRavaay 
iniththaan ezhundhiraay eedhenna paer uRakkam 
anaiththu illaththaarum aRindhaelOr embaavaay (12) 

Hey, sister of the rich one , who owned, The mooing she buffalo with a calf , Which took pity on the calf, And gave out plenty, Of milk to it through its udder, And made his courtyard slushy with milk, We are assembled in thine yard, In the dripping fog, And sing about Him, Who killed in anger the king of Southern Lanka , And who is very dear one, But open your mouth, you don’t.. At least wake up now, Why this very deep slumber, For people of all houses around, Have already become alert And are ready to worship our Goddess Pavai...

     ----wikipedia

Young buffalo yearns for calf, mumbles;         Milk dribbles from udder  and home a mire wet;      Thou, sister of a fair and wealthy, with a snow hail         Over the head, as we clench thy entrance      We pray Him the Delight of our mind,         He by His wrath had let      The monarch of Lanka South trounced;         Shalt arise now the very least         What a grand sleep thou acquiesce         Residents all aware and muse,