In plain words
The poet, to the people of the world: In four places, Vēṅkaṭam, the heavenly city [Śrīvaikuṇṭham], Tiruveḵkā and the great golden city of Kōvalūr with its moats of never-fading flowers, he stands, he sits, he lies and he walks, each in its turn: only say this, and sorrow [from all we did standing, sitting, lying and walking] will perish.