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Tiruvarunaik Kalampakam 3.78

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3.78

Pleading for the garland.
Aṟucīrkkaḻineṭil āciriyaviruttam.
If the gleaming moon rises, our lightning-slender maid says, “It is the fierce sun!” / Even though she is distressed, will the lotus of that maiden's eyes not close? / It is indeed the blazing hot sun itself, O Lord of Cōṇagiri! / When will You grant [her] the flower garland? On that day, it will become the white moon.