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8.137 مانِکْکَ واچَکَرْ تِرُواچَکَمْ
چِیرْکالِ - اَکْشَرَمَنَمالَے
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اُمْپَرْکَٹْکُ اَرَچے! اولِوُ اَرَ نِرَےنْتَ یوکَمے! اُوتْتَےیےنْ تَنَکْکُ
وَمْپُ اےنَپْ پَلُتْتُ, اےنْ کُٹِ مُلُتُ آنْٹُ, والْوُ اَرَ والْوِتْتَ مَرُنْتے!
چےمْ پورُلْ تُنِوے! چِیرْ اُٹَےکْ کَلَلے! چےلْوَمے! چِوَپےرُمانے!
اےمْپورُٹْٹُ, اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?

1

O lord, I am a sinner.
O king of the gods, everlasting bliss,
newly ripened fruit, ruler of my family,
remedy that removes our births and gives us moksha,
most profound meaning of all the shastras,
lord with precious anklets, you are our wealth.
I hold onto you firmly as my own.
Where can you go now leaving me?

وِٹَے وِٹاتُ اُکَنْتَ وِنْنَوَرْ کووے! وِنَےیَنےنُٹَےیَ مےیْپْ پورُلے!
مُٹَے وِٹاتُ, اَٹِیےنْ مُوتْتُ, اَرَ مَنْ آیْ, مُلُپْ پُلُکْ کُرَمْپَےیِلْ کِٹَنْتُ,
کَٹَےپَٹاوَنْنَمْ کاتْتُ, اےنَے آنْٹَ کَٹَوُلے! کَرُنَے ما کَٹَلے!
اِٹَےوِٹاتُ, اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?

2

O lord, bull rider,
king that all the gods love,
ultimate truth for me who have done bad karma
and my savior in old age.
When I become weak and suffer,
I hold onto you firmly always.
O lord, ocean of compassion,
where can you go now leaving me?

اَمْمَےیے! اَپْپا! اوپْپُ اِلا مَنِیے! اَنْپِنِلْ وِلَےنْتَ آرْ اَمُتے!
پویْمْمَےیے پےرُکْکِ, پولُتِنَےچْ چُرُکْکُمْ, پُلُتْ تَلَےپْ پُلَےیَنےنْ تَنَکْکُ,
چےمْمَےیے آیَ چِوَپَتَمْ اَلِتْتَ چےلْوَمے! چِوَپےرُمانے!
اِمْمَےیے, اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?

3

O lord, father and mother, you are a matchless jewel
and the nectar that springs from love.
I, a liar, have wasted my life.
I am a low person and my body is filled with worms.
You, my wealth, gave me the wonderful state of Shivam.
O lord, I hold onto you firmly in this birth.
Where can you go now leaving me?

اَرُلْ اُٹَےچْ چُٹَرے! اَلِنْتَتُ اورْ کَنِیے! پےرُمْ تِرَلْ اَرُمْ تَوَرْکْکُ اَرَچے!
پورُلْ اُٹَےکْ کَلَےیے! پُکَلْچْچِیَےکْ کَٹَنْتَ پوکَمے! یوکَتْتِنْ پولِوے!
تےرُلْ اِٹَتْتُ اَٹِیارْ چِنْتَےیُلْ پُکُنْتَ چےلْوَمے! چِوَپےرُمانے!
اِرُلْ اِٹَتْتُ, اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?

4

O lord, you are the light that gives grace to all,
a fruit filled with compassion,
a king for the sages who do hard tapas,
a meaningful work of art,
joy that no one can describe
and the brightness of Yoga.
You enter the hearts of your faultless devotees.
O lord, I hold onto you in this dark world.
Where can you go now leaving me?

اوپْپُ اُنَکْکُ اِلْلا اورُوَنے! اَٹِیےنْ اُلْلَتْتُلْ اولِرْکِنْرَ اولِیے!
مےیْپْ پَتَمْ اَرِیا وِیرُ اِلِیےرْکُ, وِلُمِیَتُ اَلِتْتَتُ اورْ اَنْپے!
چےپْپُتَرْکُ اَرِیَ چےلُمْ چُٹَرْ مُورْتْتِی! چےلْوَمے! چِوَپےرُمانے!
اےیْپْپُ اِٹَتْتُ, اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?

5

O lord, you are matchless and unique,
a light that shines in this slave’s heart.
O love, you gave the precious state to me
a weak devotee who does not know what moksha is.
O wealth, lord Shiva, you are a shining form that cannot be described.
I am exhausted, I hold onto you.
Where can you go now leaving me?

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اَرَوَےیےنْ مَنَمے کویِلاکْ کونْٹُ, آنْٹُ, اَلَوُ اِلا آنَنْتَمْ اَرُلِ,
پِرَوِ وےرْ اَرُتْتُ, اےنْ کُٹِ مُلُتُ آنْٹَ پِنْنَکا! پےرِیَ اےمْ پورُلے!
تِرَوِلے کَنْٹَ کاٹْچِیے! اَٹِیےنْ چےلْوَمے! چِوَپےرُمانے!
اِرَوِلے, اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?

6

I am an orphan.
You entered my heart and made it your temple,
abiding there and giving me limitless joy.
O Pinnnaga, you removed my future births and rule my family.
I, your slave, see you in the open sky.
O wealth, lord Shiva,
I will hold onto you until the end of my life.
Where can you go now leaving me?

پاچَ وےرْ اَرُکْکُمْ پَلَمْ پورُلْ! تَنْنَےپْ پَرْرُمْ آرُ, اَٹِیَنےرْکُ اَرُلِ,
پُوچَنَے اُکَنْتُ, اےنْ چِنْتَےیُلْ پُکُنْتُ, پُومْ کَلَلْ کاٹْٹِیَ پورُلے!
تےچُ اُٹَے وِلَکْکے! چےلُمْ چُٹَرْ مُورْتْتِی! چےلْوَمے! چِوَپےرُمانے!
اِیچَنے! اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?

7

You gave me your grace and showed me, your slave,
how to remove my desires for the world.
You happily accepted my worship,
entered my heart and showed me your beautiful ornamented feet.
You are my bright lamp.
O wealth, shining form, Lord Shiva, Esaa, I hold onto you tightly.
Where can you go now leaving me?

اَتْتَنے! اَنْٹَرْ اَنْٹَمْ آیْ نِنْرَ آتِیے! یاتُمْ اِیرُ اِلْلاچْ
چِتْتَنے! پَتْتَرْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتَ چےلْوَمے! چِوَپےرُمانے!
پِتْتَنے! اےلْلا اُیِرُمْ آیْتْ تَلَےتْتُ, پِلَےتْتُ, اَوَے اَلْلَے آیْ نِرْکُمْ
اےتْتَنے! اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?

8

O lord, my chief,
first one of the world and of the gods, endless Siddha,
your devotees hold to you firmly.
You are crazy, you are magic,
all life flourishes and exists in you
yet you are other than they.
O clever one, I hold onto you tightly.
Where can you go now leaving me?

پالْ نِنَےنْتُ اُوٹْٹُمْ تایِنُمْ چالَپْ پَرِنْتُ, نِی, پاوِیےنُٹَےیَ
اُونِنَے اُرُکْکِ, اُلْ اولِ پےرُکْکِ, اُلَپْپُ اِلا آنَنْتَمْ آیَ
تےنِنَےچْ چورِنْتُ, پُرَمْ پُرَمْ تِرِنْتَ چےلْوَمے! چِوَپےرُمانے!
یانْ اُنَےتْ توٹَرْنْتُ, چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?

9

More than a mother
who thinks of her child and gives it milk,
you showed your compassion to me.
You melt this sinner’s body,
increase the light in my heart,
and pour the honey of joy into it.
You roam and wander everywhere.
O wealth, lord Shiva, I hold onto you tightly.
Where can you go now leaving me?

پُنْ پُلالْ یاکْکَے پُرَے پُرَے کَنِیَ پونْ نےٹُمْ کویِلاپْ پُکُنْتُ, اےنْ
اےنْپُ اےلامْ اُرُکْکِ, اےلِیَے آیْ, آنْٹَ اِیچَنے! ماچُ اِلا مَنِیے!
تُنْپَمے, پِرَپْپے, اِرَپْپوٹُ, مَیَکْکُ, آمْ توٹَکْکُ اےلامْ, اَرُتْتَ نَلْ چوتِی!
اِنْپَمے! اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?

10

You entered my body made of flesh
and changed it into your golden temple.
You melted all my bones.
O Esaa, faultless jewel,
bright light that destroys sorrow, birth, death,
illusion and desire for the world,
you made me, this poor one, yours.
O joy, I hold onto you tightly.
Where can you go now leaving me?

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Other song(s) from this location: چِیرْکالِ

1.019 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ پِرَے اَنِ پَٹَرْ چَٹَے
Tune - نَٹْٹَپاٹَے (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

1.024 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ پُوآرْ کونْرَےپْ پُرِپُنْ چَٹَے
Tune - تَکْکَراکَمْ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

1.034 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ اَٹَلْ اےرُ اَمَرُمْ کوٹِ
Tune - تَکْکَراکَمْ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

1.079 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ اَیِلْ اُرُ پَٹَےیِنَرْ; وِٹَےیِنَرْ;
Tune - کُرِنْچِ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

1.081 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ نَلْلارْ, تِی مےوُمْ تولِلارْ,
Tune - کُرِنْچِ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

1.102 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ اُرَوُ آرْ کَلَےیِنْ کَوِتَےپْ
Tune - کُرِنْچِ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

1.126 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ تِرُتْتالَچْچَتِ پَتِکَمْ, پَنْتَتْتالْ وَنْتُ اےپْپالْ پَیِنْرُ
Tune - وِیالَکْکُرِنْچِ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

1.129 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ چے اُیَرُمْ تِنْ کوٹِیانْ
Tune - مےکَراکَکْکُرِنْچِ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

2.011 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ نَلْلانَے, نالْمَرَےیوٹُ اِیَلْ آرُاَنْکَمْ وَلْلانَے,
Tune - اِنْتَلَمْ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

2.039 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ آرُورْ, تِلْلَے اَمْپَلَمْ, وَلْلَمْ,
Tune - اِنْتَلَمْ (چِیرْکالِ )

2.049 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ پَنْنِنْ نےرْ مولِ مَنْکَےمارْ
Tune - چِیکامَرَمْ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

2.059 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ نَلَمْ کولْ مُتْتُمْ مَنِیُمْ
Tune - کانْتارَمْ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

2.075 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ وِنْ اِیَنْکُمْ مَتِکْکَنْنِیانْ, وِرِیُمْ
Tune - کانْتارَمْ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

2.096 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ پونْکُ وےنْپُرِ وَلَرُمْ پورْپُ
Tune - پِیَنْتَےکْکانْتارَمْ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

2.097 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ نَمْ پورُلْ, نَمْ مَکْکَلْ
Tune - نَٹْٹَراکَمْ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

2.113 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ پوٹِ اِلَنْکُمْ تِرُمےنِیالَرْ, پُلِ
Tune - چےوْوَلِ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

3.022 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ تُنْچَلُمْ تُنْچَلْ اِلاتَ پولْتِنُمْ, نےنْچُ
Tune - کانْتارَپَنْچَمَمْ (چِیرْکالِ )

3.040 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ کَلْلالْ نِیلَلْ اَلْلاتْ تےوَے نَلْلارْ
Tune - کولْلِ (چِیرْکالِ )

3.043 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ چَنْتَمْ آرْ مُلَےیالْ تَنَ
Tune - کَوچِکَمْ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

3.118 تِرُنانَچَمْپَنْتَ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُکْکَٹَےکْکاپْپُ مَٹَلْ مَلِ کونْرَے, تُنْرُ
Tune - پُرَنِیرْمَے (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

4.082 تِرُناوُکْکَرَچَرْ تےوارَمْ پارْ کونْٹُ مُوٹِکْ کَٹَلْ
Tune - تِرُوِرُتْتَمْ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

4.083 تِرُناوُکْکَرَچَرْ تےوارَمْ پَٹَے آرْ مَلُ اونْرُ
Tune - تِرُوِرُتْتَمْ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیچَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِ)

5.045 تِرُناوُکْکَرَچَرْ تےوارَمْ ماتُ اِیَنْرُ مَنَےکْکُ اِرُ!
Tune - تِرُکْکُرُنْتوکَے (چِیرْکالِ تونِیَپْپَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِیَمْمَے)

7.058 چُنْتَرَمُورْتْتِ چُوامِکَلْ تِرُپْپاٹْٹُ چاتَلُمْ پِرَتْتَلُمْ تَوِرْتْتُ, اےنَے
Tune - تَکْکےچِ (چِیرْکالِ پِرَمَپُرِیِیچُوَرَرْ تِرُنِلَےنایَکِیَمْمَے)

8.137 مانِکْکَ واچَکَرْ تِرُواچَکَمْ پِٹِتْتَ پَتْتُ - اُمْپَرْکَٹْ رَچے
Tune - اَکْشَرَمَنَمالَے (چِیرْکالِ )

11.027 پَٹْٹِنَتْتُپْ پِلْلَےیارْ تِرُکْکَلُمَلَ مُمْمَنِکْ کووَے تِرُکْکَلُمَلَ مُمْمَنِکْ کووَے
Tune - (چِیرْکالِ )

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اُمْپَرْکَٹْکُ اَرَچے! اولِوُ اَرَ نِرَےنْتَ یوکَمے! اُوتْتَےیےنْ تَنَکْکُ وَمْپُ اےنَپْ پَلُتْتُ, اےنْ کُٹِ مُلُتُ آنْٹُ, والْوُ اَرَ والْوِتْتَ مَرُنْتے! چےمْ پورُلْ تُنِوے! چِیرْ اُٹَےکْ کَلَلے! چےلْوَمے! چِوَپےرُمانے! اےمْپورُٹْٹُ, اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?	1
O lord, I am a sinner. O king of the gods, everlasting bliss, newly ripened fruit, ruler of my family, remedy that removes our births and gives us moksha, most profound meaning of all the shastras, lord with precious anklets, you are our wealth. I hold onto you firmly as my own. Where can you go now leaving me?
وِٹَے وِٹاتُ اُکَنْتَ وِنْنَوَرْ کووے! وِنَےیَنےنُٹَےیَ مےیْپْ پورُلے! مُٹَے وِٹاتُ, اَٹِیےنْ مُوتْتُ, اَرَ مَنْ آیْ, مُلُپْ پُلُکْ کُرَمْپَےیِلْ کِٹَنْتُ, کَٹَےپَٹاوَنْنَمْ کاتْتُ, اےنَے آنْٹَ کَٹَوُلے! کَرُنَے ما کَٹَلے! اِٹَےوِٹاتُ, اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?	2
O lord, bull rider, king that all the gods love, ultimate truth for me who have done bad karma and my savior in old age. When I become weak and suffer, I hold onto you firmly always. O lord, ocean of compassion, where can you go now leaving me?
اَمْمَےیے! اَپْپا! اوپْپُ اِلا مَنِیے! اَنْپِنِلْ وِلَےنْتَ آرْ اَمُتے! پویْمْمَےیے پےرُکْکِ, پولُتِنَےچْ چُرُکْکُمْ, پُلُتْ تَلَےپْ پُلَےیَنےنْ تَنَکْکُ, چےمْمَےیے آیَ چِوَپَتَمْ اَلِتْتَ چےلْوَمے! چِوَپےرُمانے! اِمْمَےیے, اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?	3
O lord, father and mother, you are a matchless jewel and the nectar that springs from love. I, a liar, have wasted my life. I am a low person and my body is filled with worms. You, my wealth, gave me the wonderful state of Shivam. O lord, I hold onto you firmly in this birth. Where can you go now leaving me?
اَرُلْ اُٹَےچْ چُٹَرے! اَلِنْتَتُ اورْ کَنِیے! پےرُمْ تِرَلْ اَرُمْ تَوَرْکْکُ اَرَچے! پورُلْ اُٹَےکْ کَلَےیے! پُکَلْچْچِیَےکْ کَٹَنْتَ پوکَمے! یوکَتْتِنْ پولِوے! تےرُلْ اِٹَتْتُ اَٹِیارْ چِنْتَےیُلْ پُکُنْتَ چےلْوَمے! چِوَپےرُمانے! اِرُلْ اِٹَتْتُ, اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?	4
O lord, you are the light that gives grace to all, a fruit filled with compassion, a king for the sages who do hard tapas, a meaningful work of art, joy that no one can describe and the brightness of Yoga. You enter the hearts of your faultless devotees. O lord, I hold onto you in this dark world. Where can you go now leaving me?
اوپْپُ اُنَکْکُ اِلْلا اورُوَنے! اَٹِیےنْ اُلْلَتْتُلْ اولِرْکِنْرَ اولِیے! مےیْپْ پَتَمْ اَرِیا وِیرُ اِلِیےرْکُ, وِلُمِیَتُ اَلِتْتَتُ اورْ اَنْپے! چےپْپُتَرْکُ اَرِیَ چےلُمْ چُٹَرْ مُورْتْتِی! چےلْوَمے! چِوَپےرُمانے! اےیْپْپُ اِٹَتْتُ, اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?	5
O lord, you are matchless and unique, a light that shines in this slave’s heart. O love, you gave the precious state to me a weak devotee who does not know what moksha is. O wealth, lord Shiva, you are a shining form that cannot be described. I am exhausted, I hold onto you. Where can you go now leaving me?
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اَرَوَےیےنْ مَنَمے کویِلاکْ کونْٹُ, آنْٹُ, اَلَوُ اِلا آنَنْتَمْ اَرُلِ, پِرَوِ وےرْ اَرُتْتُ, اےنْ کُٹِ مُلُتُ آنْٹَ پِنْنَکا! پےرِیَ اےمْ پورُلے! تِرَوِلے کَنْٹَ کاٹْچِیے! اَٹِیےنْ چےلْوَمے! چِوَپےرُمانے! اِرَوِلے, اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?	6
I am an orphan. You entered my heart and made it your temple, abiding there and giving me limitless joy. O Pinnnaga, you removed my future births and rule my family. I, your slave, see you in the open sky. O wealth, lord Shiva, I will hold onto you until the end of my life. Where can you go now leaving me?
پاچَ وےرْ اَرُکْکُمْ پَلَمْ پورُلْ! تَنْنَےپْ پَرْرُمْ آرُ, اَٹِیَنےرْکُ اَرُلِ, پُوچَنَے اُکَنْتُ, اےنْ چِنْتَےیُلْ پُکُنْتُ, پُومْ کَلَلْ کاٹْٹِیَ پورُلے! تےچُ اُٹَے وِلَکْکے! چےلُمْ چُٹَرْ مُورْتْتِی! چےلْوَمے! چِوَپےرُمانے! اِیچَنے! اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?	7
You gave me your grace and showed me, your slave, how to remove my desires for the world. You happily accepted my worship, entered my heart and showed me your beautiful ornamented feet. You are my bright lamp. O wealth, shining form, Lord Shiva, Esaa, I hold onto you tightly. Where can you go now leaving me?
اَتْتَنے! اَنْٹَرْ اَنْٹَمْ آیْ نِنْرَ آتِیے! یاتُمْ اِیرُ اِلْلاچْ چِتْتَنے! پَتْتَرْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتَ چےلْوَمے! چِوَپےرُمانے! پِتْتَنے! اےلْلا اُیِرُمْ آیْتْ تَلَےتْتُ, پِلَےتْتُ, اَوَے اَلْلَے آیْ نِرْکُمْ اےتْتَنے! اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?	8
O lord, my chief, first one of the world and of the gods, endless Siddha, your devotees hold to you firmly. You are crazy, you are magic, all life flourishes and exists in you yet you are other than they. O clever one, I hold onto you tightly. Where can you go now leaving me?
پالْ نِنَےنْتُ اُوٹْٹُمْ تایِنُمْ چالَپْ پَرِنْتُ, نِی, پاوِیےنُٹَےیَ اُونِنَے اُرُکْکِ, اُلْ اولِ پےرُکْکِ, اُلَپْپُ اِلا آنَنْتَمْ آیَ تےنِنَےچْ چورِنْتُ, پُرَمْ پُرَمْ تِرِنْتَ چےلْوَمے! چِوَپےرُمانے! یانْ اُنَےتْ توٹَرْنْتُ, چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?	9
More than a mother who thinks of her child and gives it milk, you showed your compassion to me. You melt this sinner’s body, increase the light in my heart, and pour the honey of joy into it. You roam and wander everywhere. O wealth, lord Shiva, I hold onto you tightly. Where can you go now leaving me?
پُنْ پُلالْ یاکْکَے پُرَے پُرَے کَنِیَ پونْ نےٹُمْ کویِلاپْ پُکُنْتُ, اےنْ اےنْپُ اےلامْ اُرُکْکِ, اےلِیَے آیْ, آنْٹَ اِیچَنے! ماچُ اِلا مَنِیے! تُنْپَمے, پِرَپْپے, اِرَپْپوٹُ, مَیَکْکُ, آمْ توٹَکْکُ اےلامْ, اَرُتْتَ نَلْ چوتِی! اِنْپَمے! اُنْنَےچْ چِکْکےنَپْ پِٹِتْتےنْ; اےنْکُ اےلُنْتَرُلُوَتُ, اِنِیے?	10
You entered my body made of flesh and changed it into your golden temple. You melted all my bones. O Esaa, faultless jewel, bright light that destroys sorrow, birth, death, illusion and desire for the world, you made me, this poor one, yours. O joy, I hold onto you tightly. Where can you go now leaving me?
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