மைமய நீத்தருண் மையினுளுனதுண்மைவசமாக்கினை யருணாசலா
மைமய நீத்து அருள் மையினுள் உனது உண்மை வசம் ஆக்கினை அருணாசலா
In plain words
You put something on my eyes. Black, like the stuff women use — and it has been there for ever, it turns out. And now I can see what was buried. What is yours is in my hands. You did that. I do not know how it is allowed.
Word for word
Having removed my darkness-nature, within the collyrium of grace you have made your own reality mine. O Arunachala!