In plain words
Āṇṭāḷ, to those around her: The cool dark clouds of the rains, the karuviḷai, the kāyā flowers and the lotus blossoms come before me and drag at me, saying, 'Go to Hṛṣīkēśa's side!' So take me to Pattavilōcanam, where he stood, sweating from grazing the cattle, hungry, his belly faint, and thinking, 'This is the hour to eat the food I long for,' watched for the sages' wives and kept his gaze long on the road.