You, the lover of my lady are the Man
of the littoral land where lily flowers bend worshiping the lotus flower by the
heavy wind-flow, as the royal servants prey the queen in her rage.
Many rich men, who want to marry my
lady, offer gifts; they stop their chariots with wealth to make bangles for
her; and went away.
You, man come mounting on chariot to
her house; but, do not return back; drink poor liquid food in Palmyra-leaf-cup until
marriage.
King Talumban is the patron of Yal-music
artists. His capital is Unur. The elephant will be used to beg at houses. As the
elephant do, you come and beg her from her parents.
The friend-maid
says a clue to the lover of her lady to marry her.
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| Palmyra-leaf-cup பனங்குடை |
Poet: Paranar
This is a poem of second century B.C.
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