Tirukkurralak Kuravanci 35
English (machine translation) 35
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35.1
As soon as she said, 'King Tirikūṭanāthar',
ruby-like Vasantavalli bowed her face in bashfulness.
The kuṟatti speaks:
35.2
"In Nannakar, the Lord will come to embrace you;
all this bashfulness I shall indeed see tomorrow!
35.3
In the snap of a finger, the golden koṉṟai garland will arrive; look,
will you tuck your bashfulness under your arm, my lady?"
35.4
Calling that single kuṟavañci who spoke thus, she adorned her
with an abundance of all varieties of ornaments.
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Ciṅkaṉ coming in search of Ciṅki (the kuṟatti)
viruttam
While the kuṟavañci of eloquent speech roamed all through the city of Nannakar,
gloriously wearing golden garlands and jewel garlands,
so that the tresses of maiden Vasantavalli, who received the grace of Tirikūṭa's Supreme Lord of poem-garlands,
might receive the flower garland of koṉṟai,
Ciṅkaṉ, who wore a garland of wild seeds, came searching for his beloved Ciṅki.
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Wearing a heron-bell, binding an egret feather to his tuft,
tightly knotting a patterned sash into a pouch,
snarling as he caught sight of an oncoming tiger, raising his quiver,
taking weapons fitting for his hand, lifting bird-lime sticks, preparing snares,
the boundless fowler Ciṅkaṉ, Ciṅkaṉ of Kuṟṟālam’s Tirikūṭa, arrived.
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Wearing a heron-bell, searching the path where clever Ciṅki would come,
staring wildly so that mighty tigers and bears trembled in panic,
taking in hand snares suited for birds and cranes that cry 'kakkā',
walking with a crowded stride, the kuṟavaṉ of Tirikūṭa Mountain appeared.
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Rāga: Aṭāṇā; Tāla: Cāppu
kaṇṇi
Wearing egret feathers, hunting little birds,
adorned with a heron-bell, bearing a spear like the eyes of women,
tightening his pouch-like girdle, twirling his bouncing mustache,
the boundless bird-catcher Ciṅkaṉ, Ciṅkaṉ of Tirikūṭa, arrived.
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Ciṅkaṉ proclaims his prowess
viruttam
"Pouncing like a yāḷi in the realm of the Pure One of Tirikūṭa where bees hear melody,
entering at every hour, making holy sport, setting snares and hunting,
tracking footprints like a dog, lurking like a cat, crouching like a fox,
pursuing and striking down like a ghoul—I am the bird-catcher named Ciṅkaṉ of Tirikūṭa!"
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Rāga: Dhanyāsi; Tāla: Ādi
kaṇṇis