Poem 12

பூங்கொத் திருந்தழை யார்பொழில் கச்சியே கம்பர்பொற்பார்கோங்கத் திருந்த குடுமிக் கயிலையெம் பொன்னொருத்திபாங்கொத் திருந்தனை ஆரணங் கேபடர் கல்லருவிஆங்கத் திருந்திழை ஆடிவந் தாற்கண் டடிவருத்தே.

In plain words

O divine beauty! On the beautiful peaked Kailāsa with its kōṅku trees, the mountain of Ēkampar of Kanchi, whose groves are full of flower clusters and broad leaves, you seem to share the very nature of a golden girl of ours. When that girl of finely wrought jewels comes back there from bathing in the waterfall that runs down the rock, see her, and then let your feet bear the road.

Line by line

Of Kanchi with groves full of flower clusters and large leaves, of Ēkampar, beautiful, with kōṅku trees, the peaked Kailāsa; with our golden girl you seemed one in nature, O divine beauty; in the running mountain waterfall there, when that girl of fine jewels comes having bathed, seeing her, trouble your feet.