தெளிதரு கின்றது சென்றென் மனம்நின் திருவடிவம்அளிதரு நின்னருட் கையம் இனியில்லை அந்திச்செக்கர்ஒளிதரு மேனியெம் ஏகம்ப னேயென் றுகந்தவர்தாள்தளிதரு தூளியென் றன்தலை மேல்வைத்த தன்மைபெற்றே.
In plain words
My mind goes into your sacred form and grows clear. Now I have no doubt of gaining your aruḷ, ripe and tender. For I have gained this state: the dust scattered by the feet of those who rejoiced to say, “O our Ēkampaṉ, whose body gives light like the red of evening,” I have placed upon my head.
Line by line
My mind, going into your sacred form, grows clear; of gaining your grace, grown tender, there is no doubt now; the evening red light-giving body, O our Ēkampaṉ, so saying, those who rejoiced: their feet the dust they scattered, on my head having placed, that state having gained.