Vel Mayil Seval Viruttam 6 Sindhubairavi

Описание: Oh Lord! In the playgrounds, the dazzling sparkles in the forests,
In songs and dances alike,
The ancient sage whose mighty strength earns heavenly kingship,
Praised for valor and skill.
The army of noble, unblemished youth,
With Sashimangai at the forefront,
Singing and dancing with love,
Receiving glory and supremacy is Vaivel.
Gently, advice is given, rare among the learned,
Guidance that benefits all lands,
The foreign sovereign raises the Varana flag,
Wielding skill like a fine king.
The Kadamba flowers of the Konthar, red garlands,
Pearls and gleaming ornaments,
The youthful chest adorned by blossoming flowers,
Only the spear of desikan’s holy remembrance stands tall.
(Desikan’s holy spear of remembrance)

In the era of Sankara, when Aripiramar emerged,
The whole world trembled.
The Sun and Moon shone, and Indra and others,
Were accompanied by Uma with a banner of valor.
When the Gangas performed their individual dramas,
That essence spread far and wide.
Even the skies above were adorned with faces,
With peacocks displaying their artistic splendor.
With the radiant vermilion on their foreheads, like the celestial deer,
Bearing expressive eyes,
The divine lord, with his consort,
And the son, Tiruttani Mahidar, were present.
In the melodious songs of the sacred lands of Kenga,
Graceful Karthikeya sang.
With fame, the Asuras sat subdued at Kravunjagiri,
While the peacocks danced in delight.
(Peacocks displaying their artistic splendor)

Even when parting, it’s like a stormy separation,
Seizing and relishing the essence of Shiva.
Flying across the entire sky, spreading delight,
The green, colorful parrot.
Resting firmly, with love and strength, it arrives densely,
Chasing away ghosts and spirits.
Little parts, crimson hues, and the night-dwelling beings also reside,
In the broken remnants of tender shoots.
The maiden Mangai, the virgin Gangai, the fair Malini,
The four-faced goddess Vangi.
Mountains and streams aid on the pure divine mound, flowing milk,
Bringing joy, the nectar-filled child.
With red eyes and a delightful forehead,
An incarnation appears here as Narasimha,
With the body of a lion, as the valiant warrior.
Bearing the spear and wielding the banner, the son of Mal spreads devotion,
The holy banner of the Lord of the spear.
(The son of Mal, bearing the holy banner of the Lord of the spear)