Theekul viralai vittal - Caressing Fire ( version 2)
In the ravens black plumes, I see your dark radiance O' NandaOn sylvan crowns, I see your lush green O'Nanda
In all that I hear, I hear your sweet music O' Nanda
Through the singeing caress of an orange flame,
I feel your rapturous presence O' Nanda.
An Ode to Nanda Lala ( Lord Krishna) by Bharathi translated from tamil.
-thus sprung the ganges through the locks of rudra
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