by Damodara Rao Dasu

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singAra moortivi

P singAra moortivi chittaja guruDavu
sangati choochEru mimmu sA samukhA||
Oh Lord, your face is beautiful like lotus flower. You are Manmadha's father.
C 1 poovula teppala meeda polatulu neevu ekki
poovulu Akasamu mOva poochi challuchu
dEva dundubhulu mrOga dEvatalu koluvaga
sAvadhAnamagu meeku sA samukha ||
You are enjoying floral boat ride with your consorts. Flowers are showering profusely from sky as if they are growing in sky. Divine drums are resounding. Devatas are at your service. You are enjoying the ride happily.
C 2 angaranga vaibhavAna amara kAminulADa
ninginunDi dEvatalu ninu chooDaga
sangeeta tALa vAdya chaturatalu merayaga
sangaDi dElETi meeku sAsamukha ||
Celestial dacers are dancing in great splendour. Devatas are watching with great joy. Talented musicians are playing musical instruments melodiously. Oh Lord, you are enjoying boat-ride in beautiful company.
C 3 paraga kOnETi lOna pasiDi mEDa nunDi
aridi indirayu neevu Araginchi
garima Sri vEnkaTESa kannula panDuva kAga
saravi nOLaDu meeku sAsamukha ||
Oh Venkatesa, you and your consort Indira are receiving the offerings of devotees. Your golden boat ride is feast for eyes. Devotees are immersed in joy at the sight.