It rains with thunder in the mountain
with bamboo forest. Tree Vengai spreads fragrant with its flowers in golden color
in the valley with waterfalls. You are the Man of such mountain. You are coming
here at mid-night by the route where dreadful beasts searching prey. It is a
lonely route without human trace. I worry for your safety. Please avoid this
way of getting my lady. I hope you will marry her to enjoy. The friend-maid
advises the man her lady’s lover.
Poet: Vannakkan Sorumarun Kumaranar
This is a poem of second century B.C.
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