(The heroine speaks when she is informed of her lover’s proposal to part from her.)
Poet – Senthanputhanar.
The multi-rayed sun has retired to the lofty mountain
After having shone all through the day,
And merciless evening has set in;
The birds rushed toward their nests where their fledglings abide;
The fleshy necked bucks in the wood
Embrace their loving mates; the Mullai buds blow;
The Kantal flowers unfold and glow like lamps;
The clear tinkling of the bells
Which adorn the necks of the lovely and lordly cows,
Mingles with the sweet melody
Of the cow herds with crooked staves.
Will this dolorous evening hour pervade,
The region of our lover’s sojourn too?
If it does, our lover cannot bear to abide there,
Any longer with a heart craving return.
Translated by A.Dakshinamurthy