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Aayar kalaigal aruvathunaanginaiyum
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Eeya unarvikkum em annai –
Thooya urppalingu polval
En ullathin ullae
Iruppalingu vara thidar
Sindhanai sei manamae…
Sindhanai sei manamae dhinamae…ae
Sindhanai sei manamae
Seidhaal theevinai agandridumae
Sivagaami maganai shanmuganai
Sindhanai sei manamae
Seidhaal theevinai agandridumae
Sivagaami maganai shanmuganai
Sindhanai sei manamae… manamae… ae…ae
Senthamizhkkarul nyaana
Dhesiga mei nyaana dhesiganai…
Aa…aa…aa….aa….aa….aa….aaa…a.a…..aa…
Haaa….aaa….aa….aaa….aa…aa…
Senthamizhkkarul nyaana
Dhesiganai…sendhil
Kandhanai vaanavar kaavalanai guhanai
Sindhanai sei manamae
Seidhaal theevinai agandridumae
Sivagaami maganai shanmuganai
Sindhanai sei manamae… manamae… ae…ae
Santhadham moovaasai
Saghadhiyil uzhandranai…
Eee…ee…ee….ee….ee….
Santhadham moovaasai
Saghadhiyil uzhandranai
Samarasa sanmaargha
Neri thanai marandhanai
Samarasa sanmaargha
Neri thanai marandhanai
Andhagan varum podhu
Avaniyil yaar thunai
Andhagan varum podhu
Avaniyil yaar thunai
Aadhalinaal indrae
Arumarai paraviya saravana bhava guhanai
Sindhanai sei manamae
Seidhaal theevinai agandridumae
Sivagaami maganai shanmuganai
Sindhanai sei manamae… manamae… ae…ae
Vadivelum mayilum thunai
Vadivelum mayilum thunai
Sol valamaar senthamilaal
Sandhamum kandhanai paada
Vadivelum mayilum thunai
Natarajan arul baalan
Naan marai thozhum seelan
Natarajan arul baalan
Naan marai thozhum seelan
Thadam maevum pozhil soozhulum
Thanigai vaazhum parama gyaana gurubaran
Vadivelum mayilum thunai
Sol valamaar senthamilaal
Sandhamum kandhanai paada
Vadivelum mayilum thunai
Thamizh maalai thanai chooduvaan
Thamizh maalai thanai chooduvaan
Kondrai thalir maalai malar maalai
Japa maalaiyudan
Sandha thamizh maalai thanai chooduvaan
Kondrai thalir maalai malar maalai
Japa maalaiyudan
Sandha thamizh maalai thanai chooduvaan
Thaaba migu veppu vaadhamidu
Pitha maana pini moithu udambodu
Thaaba mighu veppu vaadhamidu
Pitta maana pini moithu udambodu
Saarum uyir thunba saagaramuzhandru
Saadhanai izhandhu varundhaa mun
Saarum uyir thunba saagaramuzhandru
Saadhanai izhandhu varundhaa mun
Thaalaiyalithida venumena thudhi
Paadarunaigiri naadhanazhaithida
Dhayavudan isaindhu arul mazhai pozhindhu
Muthaitharu pathi thirunaghaiyena
Mudhaladi udaitha thazhaitha karunaiyai
Ninaindhu ninaindhu kavi malar thodutha
Thamizh maalai thanai chooduvaan
Kondrai thalir maalai malar maalai
Japa maalaiyudan
Sandha thamizh maalai thanai chooduvaan
Sattrae sarindha kuzhalae
Thuvala tharala vadam
Thuttrae asaiya kuzhaiyoosalaada…
Aa… aa…
Sattrae sarindha kuzhalae
Thuvala tharala vadam
Thuttrae asaiya kuzhaiyoosalaada…
Aa… aa…
Thuvar kol seivaai
Nattrae nozhugha nadana singaara nadaiyazhaghin
Pottraerirukka thalai alangaaram purappattadhae
Thalai alangaaram purappattadhae
Thalai alangaaram purappattadhae
The sixty-four fine arts,
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Our Mother who bestows and teaches them—
She who is pure as crystal,
Deep inside my heart,
She dwells here, so no harm shall come.
Meditate, O mind!
Meditate, O mind, every single day!
Meditate, O mind!
If you do, your sins and troubles will leave you!
On Sivakami's son, the six-faced Lord Shanmukha,
Meditate, O mind!
If you do, your sins and troubles will leave you!
On Sivakami's son, the six-faced Lord Shanmukha,
Meditate, O mind... O mind!
Who blesses rich Tamil with divine wisdom,
The supreme teacher of true spiritual wisdom...
Aa... aa... aa...
Haa... aa... aa...
Who blesses rich Tamil with divine wisdom,
The great teacher... of Tiruchendur,
Lord Skanda, the guardian of the gods, Lord Guha,
Meditate, O mind!
If you do, your sins and troubles will leave you!
On Sivakami's son, the six-faced Lord Shanmukha,
Meditate, O mind... O mind!
Forever lost in the three worldly desires,
You struggled in the muddy swamp...
Ee... ee... ee...
Forever lost in the three worldly desires,
You struggled in the muddy swamp;
The path of harmony and universal righteousness,
You completely forgot!
The path of harmony and universal righteousness,
You completely forgot!
When the Lord of Death arrives,
Who on this earth will be your refuge?
When the Lord of Death arrives,
Who on this earth will be your refuge?
Therefore, on this very day,
On Saravanabhava, Guha, praised by the sacred Vedas,
Meditate, O mind!
If you do, your sins and troubles will leave you!
On Sivakami's son, the six-faced Lord Shanmukha,
Meditate, O mind... O mind!
The sharp spear and the peacock are our guide!
The sharp spear and the peacock are our guide!
Through rich and eloquent Tamil,
To sing rhythmically of Lord Skanda,
The sharp spear and the peacock are our guide!
The blessed son of Lord Nataraja,
The noble one worshiped by the four Vedas,
The blessed son of Lord Nataraja,
The noble one worshiped by the four Vedas,
Surrounded by lush green groves,
The supreme guru of wisdom residing on Mount Thanigai—
His sharp spear and peacock are our guide!
Through rich and eloquent Tamil,
To sing rhythmically of Lord Skanda,
The sharp spear and the peacock are our guide!
He adorns Himself with garlands of Tamil verse,
He adorns Himself with garlands of Tamil verse!
Along with garlands of tender shoots and golden shower blossoms,
And the prayer beads of chanting,
He wears rhythmic garlands of Tamil verse!
Along with garlands of tender shoots and golden shower blossoms,
And the prayer beads of chanting,
He wears rhythmic garlands of Tamil verse!
When burning fever and disorders of wind,
And bile afflict the mortal body,
When burning fever and disorders of wind,
And bile afflict the mortal body,
And the soul is tossed in an ocean of suffering,
Agonizing before losing all spiritual strength,
And the soul is tossed in an ocean of suffering,
Agonizing before losing all spiritual strength,
When Saint Arunagirinathar sang praises,
Calling out: "Grant me your lotus feet!",
Murugan graciously answered and showered a rain of grace,
Giving the opening line "Muthaitharu Pathi Thirunagai",
Bestowing that first line with blossoming compassion;
Remembering that grace over and over, weaving poetic flowers,
He adorns Himself with garlands of Tamil verse!
Along with garlands of tender shoots and golden shower blossoms,
And the prayer beads of chanting,
He wears rhythmic garlands of Tamil verse!
Her hair tilted slightly to the side,
As strands of pearls sway softly,
And her dangling earrings swing to and fro...
Aa... aa...
Her hair tilted slightly to the side,
As strands of pearls sway softly,
And her dangling earrings swing to and fro...
Aa... aa...
With her coral-red lips,
Sweet honey dripping in her graceful, elegant dance steps,
While the golden chariot stands, the adorned head proceeds in splendour!
The adorned head proceeds in splendour!
The adorned head proceeds in splendour!
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