உயிரா யினவன்பர் தேர்வரக் கேட்டுமுன் வாட்டமுற்றபயிரார் புயல்பெற்ற தென்னநம் பல்வளை பான்மைகளாம்தயிரார்பால் நெய்யொடும் ஆடிய ஏகம்பர் தம்மருள்போல்கையிரா வளையழுந் தக்கச் சிறுத்தன கார்மயிலே.
In plain words
Hearing that the chariot of the lover who has become her life is coming, our girl of many bangles, withered before, is like a crop that has gained the rain cloud. The bangles that would not stay on her hands now press tight, and the bodice has burst. Like the grace of Ēkampar, who bathed in curd and milk and ghee, her ways have become those of the peahen in the rains.
Line by line
Hearing that the chariot of the lover who has become her life is coming, withered before, like a crop that has gained the rain cloud, for our girl of many bangles, her ways become like the grace of Ēkampar who bathed in curd and milk with ghee, the bangles that would not stay on the hands pressing tight, they have burst the bodice; the dark peahen indeed.