Heroine says to her friend-maid.
Rain legs are appearing on the
mountain with bamboo forest. It is thundering as the music of band raised to
hail the king. It is lightning as the spear in the hand of King Valuti, famous
in his time. It is raining; and there will be flood in the falls’ river tomorrow.
If he (hero) decides to marry me, then
there will be no bar to us, swim in the fall’s flood tomorrow. Let the peoples
in the village murmur on our love relation; I will not care. I shall swim on
the float of his chest. There will be no worry on his safety when he comes in
night-time at present.
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| Swim with chest boat |
A poem by: Madurai Marutan IlaNaganar
The text is belongs to second century
B.C. or earlier.
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