In plain words
Āṇṭāḷ, of her offering: To the perfect one of Māliruñcōlai, fragrant with its sweet-smelling groves, I have pledged by word of mouth and offered a hundred pots of butter, and in words too I have offered a hundred pots brimming with akkāra aṭisil [rice cooked in milk, ghee and sugar]. Will he, whose wealth keeps growing, come today and accept these at heart, I wonder?