P |
SankarAbharaNa SayanuDE ghana
Syamala gEhuDananta sundaruDu ||
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Lord Vishnu reclines on Adisesha serpent. He is infinitely beautiful in the hue of dark clouds.
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A.P. |
pankajamukha mukhamentO vikasinche
santasinchenO nAmanavini vini ||
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His lotus like face is bright and beautiful. Perhaps he is delighted to listen to my request.
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C |
ankamuna nunna ramA lalAma
AsinchenO muraLee ninAdamu
SankaramouLi Sapta haya radhikuDu
samukhamuna velige lOchanamulai ||
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Perhaps Sri Lakshmi gracing on his lap evinces interest in my music.The moon who adorns Sankara's head and the Sun who rides his chariot with seven horses are his radiant eyes.
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