வடிவது நீலம்

When the blue discoloration of death appears,
and Yama, the Lord of Death, sends his messengers
to bind me with the noose and take me away;

when my son, relatives, uncles, aunts, and all my family gather,
confused and overwhelmed by worldly attachment,
before my life departs—

Show me Your sacred feet.
Remove the diseases of the body,
erase the accumulated sins and karmas of many past births,
accept me as Your devotee,
protect me every day with compassion,
and bless me to sing Your boundless glory
in beautiful, expansive Tamil.

O Son of the great Lord Shiva,
who wears the crescent moon upon His head
and performs His eternal cosmic dance
in the sacred forest of banyan trees!

O Muruga,
who adorned Yourself with fragrant garlands,
who won the hand of Valli,
the maiden of the hunter tribe,
after assuming the form of a mighty elephant
to awaken her love!

When the demon Surapadman came rushing like thunder,
brandishing his long spear in battle,
You swiftly advanced to confront him.

With Your radiant Vel (divine spear),
You split his body into two,
destroyed his evil power,
and relieved the suffering of the celestial beings.

O Great Lord, grant me Your grace.