தன்மையிற் குன்றாத் தவத்தோர் இமையவர் தாம்வணங்கும்வன்மையிற் குன்றா மதிற்கச்சி ஏகம்பர் வண்கயிலைப்பொன்மயிற் சாயலுஞ் சேயரிக் கண்ணும் புரிகுழலும்மென்மையிற் சாயும் மருங்குலும் காதல் விளைத்தனவே.
In plain words
The ascetics who never fall from their nature, and the unblinking gods, bow to Ēkampar of Kanchi, whose walls never fail in strength. On his bountiful Kailāsa, the grace of the golden peahen, her red-streaked eyes, her curling hair, and her waist that bends with softness, have bred love.
Line by line
Who do not fall from their nature, the ascetics, and the unblinking gods, bow to Ēkampar of Kanchi whose walls do not fail in strength; of bountiful Kailāsa the golden peahen's grace, and the red-streaked eyes, and the curling hair, and the waist that bends with softness, have bred love indeed.