In plain words
The poet, to the Lord: O Kaṇṇaṉ, shining with the Kaustubha gem upon you: the emerald, spreading its light, shows your body; and the evening sky shows you, the Lord of cool tulasi where bees hum in the lovely clusters.
The poet, to the Lord: O Kaṇṇaṉ, shining with the Kaustubha gem upon you: the emerald, spreading its light, shows your body; and the evening sky shows you, the Lord of cool tulasi where bees hum in the lovely clusters.