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|| Sri vANee pustaka pANi
alivENi mAm pAlaya ||
| Oh Goddess Sarasvati, you hold sacred book in your hand. Your hair is black like bees. Please protect me.
|| pAvana veeNArava sammOdini
sEvaka janachaya vidyA dAyinee ||
| You delightfully play melodious notes on sacred Veena. You bestow education to innumerable
|| Siva mAdhavAdi vinutE kamala
bhava sammOhitE gAna rasikE
kuvalaya samAnjanayuta vilOchani
dhavaLAmbari muraLee rava hitE ||
| Siva, Vishnu and other Devatas adore you. Lotus-born Brahma is fascinated by your beauty. You engross in music. Your eyes are beautiful like blue lotus. You are clad in sparkling white robes. You admire Murali's music.