நானென் றெழுமிட மேதென நாடவுண்ணான்றலை சாய்ந்திடு முந்தீபறஞான விசாரமி துந்தீபற
நான் என்று எழும் இடம் ஏது என நாட உள் நான் தலை சாய்ந்திடும் உந்தீபற ஞான விசாரம் இது உந்தீபற
In plain words
Ask it plainly: where does this 'I' come up from? Not what is it. Where from. Then go and look — inward, where the question was asked. And here is the strange thing. You will not defeat it, and you will not need to. Under a steady look it simply hangs its head and goes down, the way a lie does when someone asks a quiet question. That is the whole inquiry. There is nothing after it.
Word for word
On seeking within, 'What is the place from which the I rises?', the 'I' hangs its head and subsides. Fly up, undī! This is the inquiry that is knowledge. Fly up, undī!