(1) KamalA-kucha-chUchuka-kumkumathO
niyathAruNithaathula nIlatanO !
KamalAyatha-lochana !LOkapthE !
Vijayee bhava ! VenkatasailapathE !
niyathAruNithaathula nIlatanO !
KamalAyatha-lochana !LOkapthE !
Vijayee bhava ! VenkatasailapathE !
From Shri's bosom the vermillion rubs red
Upon the body of the Lord of bluish hue
With eyes like lotus petals, to That
Universal Lord of Venkata Hill, May victory be due
(2) sachathurmukha shaNmukha panchamukha
pramukAkhila dhaivatha mouLimaNE !
SaraNAgathavathsala ! SaaranidhE !
ParipAlaya maam VrushasailapathE !
Above the Gods - four, six and five headed (Brahma, Kartikeya and Hanuman respectively),
To That Head of all the Gods,that essence of opulence,
Who protects every seeker of refuge
May That Lord of Vrisha Hill, be my ultimate defence
(3) athivElatayA thava dhurvishai-ranuvEla kruthair-aparAdha sathai:
bharitham thvaritham VrushasailapathEparayaa krupayaa paripaahi HarE !
Having committed a hundred crimes
Trembling I come to the One difficult to approach
Carrying this burden I hasten to your feet
O Lord of Vrsha Hills, forgive me beyond all reproach.
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