9. Thirupporchunnam “Oh fair damsels with lotus-like eyes with bangles of gold on arms and with lower belly resembling the hood of a snake! Sing of Him with dark-tinted throat, of the Medicine to the heavenly beings, of the Dancer of the ruby colour, of the Sire the Lord of our Fathers, of the false One to the false, of the Truth to the true and of Him Who, inducting us into His fold, shows us His rare qualities. Singing thus let us pound the dust of gold”. (9:12) “Oh good damsels with breasts decked with jewels, with lightning-like waist, red coral-like lips, black eyes, white teeth and melodious soft speech Singing of the Feet of my dear Ambrosia, our Father, our Lord, the Husband of Himavan's daughter and son, father, brother (besides to her), our Sire, let us pound the dust of gold.” (9:13) “While the bangles of conch shell jingle, and the anklets tinkle, while the garland encircling the locks toss about, while the red fruit-like lips quiver, Oh maidens, let us sing of the world of Civan. While our breasts swell with over-flowing love for the jewelled Feet of Him with braided locks Wherestreams of Ganga resound with the serpeht's hiss, let us pound the sacred dust of gold”. (9:14) 395
