நாமம் நவிற்றாய்மனனே நாரியர்கள் தோள்தோய்ந்துகாமம் நவிற்றிக் கழிந்தொழியல் ஆமோபொருதவனத் தானையுரி போர்த்தருளும் எங்கள்மருதவனத் தானை வளைந்து.
In plain words
O mind, speak his name. Is it fitting to embrace the shoulders of women, to go on in lust, and so to waste away and be lost? Speak it as you circle our Lord of the marutu grove, who in grace wraps himself in the hide of the elephant of the forest, the elephant that fought.
Line by line
speak the name, O mind; women's shoulders embracing, practising lust, to waste away and be lost, is it fitting? who in grace wraps on the hide of the elephant of the forest that fought, our Lord of the marutu grove, circling.