பேதையெங் கேயினித் தேறியுய் வாள்பிர மன்தனக்குத்தாதை தன் தாதையென் றேத்தும் பிரான்தண் புலிசைப்பிரான்கோதையந் தாமத்தண் கொன்றை கொடான் இன்று கொல்லவெண்ணிஊதையும் காரும் துளியொடும் கூடி உலாவி யவே.
In plain words
Where now can the girl find her strength again and live? The Lord whom they praise as the father of Brahmā's father, the Lord of cool Pulicai, will not give her his cool koṉṟai, his lovely garland of strands. And today the cold wind and the rain cloud have come together with their drops and roam about, intent on killing her.
Line by line
The girl, where now, recovering, will she survive? To Brahmā the father's father, so praised, the Lord, the Lord of cool Pulicai, the cool koṉṟai, lovely garland of strands, will not give; today, intending to kill, the cold wind and the rain cloud together with drops have roamed, indeed.