In plain words
The poet, of the fruit of this decad: Viṭṭucittaṉ, lord of Villiputtūr, untouched by the wrong understanding the cruel age of Kali breeds, eagerly composed this Tamil garland with firm love at the feet of Puruṣōttama, who dwells for ever at Kaṇṭam, eminent in every way, on the bank of the Gaṅgā that swells and roars: for those whose tongues never leave it, it will equal bathing in the Gaṅgā and remaining for ever beneath the matched feet of Tirumāl.