Don’t be suffering, my friend, saying I
lost my beauty in my eyes, shoulder and health, thinking of his behavior.
The friend-maid consoles her lady.
Even if he goes beyond the hill TenMutuKuntram,
the country ruled by Kannan Eliini who defeated the army from north, he will
not stay more than the dates of prescribed time. Once a man’s chest enjoys his
lover’s hair-bed, then will enjoys his son’s playing bed. Now he will be
passing through a pleasant forest blooming Kontri-flower and dangerous forest
where male-elephant walks with its female, calf and family. Don’t be worry. He
will return earlier.
A poem by: MaMulanar
The text is belongs to second century
B.C. or earlier.
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