ëé÷çªîçäªëäª áè䪬þîêè îåèéá ¬é÷çªçôõÐæÐÆ 
Ã÷ª×å©õÐ îçèù ë¨Æëª      1161

ëé÷çªîçäª

will overcome

ëäª

_ O!

áèäª

I

¬þîêè

but this love-lorn state

îåèéá

sickness

¬é÷çªçôõÐæÐÆ

for those drawing water

Ã÷ª×å©õÐ

spring

îçèù

like

ë¨Æëª

it gushes out

 

Whatever I do to hide my passion, the more it rushes
like a spring when water is drawn (1161).

æõêÐêÙëª Í÷ªî÷䪬åÐ îåèéáîåè᪠âòáªêèõÐæÐÆ  1162
ãéõêÐêÙëª åèÑêÐ êÕëª

æõêÐêÙëª

of hiding

Í÷ªî÷äª

not capable

¬åÐ îåèéá

this sickness (of love)

îåè᪠ âòáªêèõÐæÐÆ

to the one who caused this sickness

ãéõêÐêÙëª

telling

åèÑêР êÕëª

will cause sense of abashment

I am unable to contain the anguish of my love,
yet my modesty forbids me to declare it to one
who caused it (1162).

æèëËëª åèÑëª ãá¨õÐæèôèêÐ ­§ªÆëªö䪠 1163
îåèäè ãìëªç¨äª íæêÐÊ

æèëËëª

passion

åèÑëª

modesty

ãá¨õÐæèôè

making my life the pole of the `Kavadi' (a deviceconsisting of a pole with equal balancing weights

­§ªÆëª

suspended

öäª

my

îåèäè

inability to bear

ãìëªç¨äª  íæêÐÊ

in my mind

 

My passion and modesty are like loads at the end
of a pole that I carry in my mind (1163).

æèëæÐ æìùªëäªÄëª ãúªîì íÊå©åÐÊ몠 1164
Öëçª µéúëäªÄëª ¬ùª

æèëæР æìùª

the ocean of passion

ëäªÄëª

indeed

ãúªÌ

is there

Ö

O!

íÊå©åÐÊëª

to cross that

Öëçª µéú

raft

ëäªÄëª

indeed

¬ùª	is not there

Passion rages within me like a sea and I do not have a raft to cross it (1164).

Êçªç¨äª öôäèôõÐ ëäªâæèùª ÊáõÐôõ²  1165
åìªç¨Äóª Í÷ª× çôõÐ

Êçªç¨äª

on becoming inimical

öôäª ÍôõÐ

what will he (not) do ?

ëäª

alas!

âæèùª

O!

ÊáõÐôõ²

causing suffering

åìªç¨Äóª

even while friendly

Í÷ª×çôõÐ

one who does

 

What will one (not) do on turning inimical, he who has caused suffering, even when friendly ? (1165)

¬äªçëª æìùªë÷ª×æÐ æèëëª íþÊí̧ªæèùª  1166
Êäªçëª íêä¨÷ª âçõ¨Ê

¬äªçëª

the joy of union

æìùª	(is as expansive as the) sea

ë÷ª×

but

æèëëª

love

íþÊ

that

í̧ªæèùª

while afflicting

Êäªçëª

the suffering

íêä¨÷ª

than that (the sea)

âçõ¨Ê

greater

The bliss that comes of passion fulfilled is like
a sea; but the pain which comes from separation is greater (1166).

æèëæÐ æÌ몵äùª å©åÐê¨æÐ æéõæèîú䪠 1167
áèëêÐÊëª áèîä ±îóäª

 

å©åÐê¨

swimming across

æéõ	the other shore

æèîúäª

I have not reached

áèëêÐÊëª

during the nights

áèîä

I

ãîóäª

remain alone (unattained company of the lover)

In this stormy sea of passion, I do not see the shores; even at midnight I remain all alone (1167).

ëäªÄá¨õÐ öùªùèëª Êá¨÷ª÷¨ íó¨êÐʬõè  1168
öäªäùªùÊ ¬ùªéù Êéú

 

ëäª ãá¨õÐ

life on earth

öùªùèëª

all

懬ֻ֬

having been made to sleep

íó¨êÐÊ  ¬õè

this pitiable night

öäª íùªùÊ

other than me

¬ùªéù

no one

Êéú

company

The pitiable night, which brings sleep to everyone, has me alone for company (1168).  

âæèïáèõÐ âæèÌéëá¨äª êèëªâæèïá ¬åÐåèóª  1169
âåïá æȨ±ëª ¬õè

âæèïáèõÐ

the one who has grievously offended

âæèÌéëá¨äª

more than that offence

êèëªâæèïá

is itself more cruel

¬åÐåèóª

during these days of separation

âåïá æȨ±ëª

slowly moving

¬õè	the nights

These nights which pass so slowly for me are
more cruel than the one who has grievously
offended (1169).

ãóªóëªîçèäª× ãóªôȨòÐ âòùªæ¨÷ªç¨äª âôóªóå©õР 1170
å©åÐêù ëäªîäèöäª æúª
 

ãóªóëªîçèäª×

like my mind

ãóªôȨ

where my lord is

âòùªæ¨÷ªç¨äª

if I() could go speedily

âôóªóå©õÐ

in tears

å©åÐêù

will not be swimming

ëäª

O!

Ø

alas!

öäª æúª

my eyes

If only my eyes could reach my lord as my heart
does, they would not be swimming in tears as they
do now (1170).