Purananuru - Part 145
With your elephants in rut, with your proud horses, with your fame
that does not fade, Pekan, you who gave clothing to the dark
mindless peacock in compassion because it was shivering with the cold!
I come to you not because I am hungry, not because of the burden
of my family! But the gift for which I beg is that tonight
you may mount your chariot strung with bells and free her
of the anguish she lives with, and for that I sing “May those
who love mercy act with justice!” while I play on my small yal
black as a kalam berry, keeping
those who love the music swaying to the rhythm.
that does not fade, Pekan, you who gave clothing to the dark
mindless peacock in compassion because it was shivering with the cold!
I come to you not because I am hungry, not because of the burden
of my family! But the gift for which I beg is that tonight
you may mount your chariot strung with bells and free her
of the anguish she lives with, and for that I sing “May those
who love mercy act with justice!” while I play on my small yal
black as a kalam berry, keeping
those who love the music swaying to the rhythm.
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