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அவர்வயின் விதும்பல்
Kurals 1261–1270 of the Thirukkural, in the book of Love (இன்பத்துப்பால்).
வாளற்றுப் புற்கென்ற கண்ணும் அவர்சென்ற
நாளொற்றித் தேய்ந்த விரல்.
My eyes have lost their brightness, sight is dimmed; my fingers worn,
With noting on the wall the days since I was left forlorn.
G.U. Pope, 1886
In today's words: My finger is worn from marking the days he's been gone, and my eyes have grown dim from watching.
Open in the appஇலங்கிழாய் இன்று மறப்பின்என் தோள்மேல்
கலங்கழியும் காரிகை நீத்து.
O thou with gleaming jewels decked, could I forget for this one day,
Henceforth these bracelets from my arms will slip, my beauty worn away.
G.U. Pope, 1886
In today's words: My friend, if I forgot him today, my arms would lose their beauty forever.
Open in the appஉரன்நசைஇ உள்ளம் துணையாகச் சென்றார்
வரல்நசைஇ இன்னும் உளேன்.
On victory intent, His mind sole company he went;
And I yet life sustain! And long to see his face again!
G.U. Pope, 1886
In today's words: I'm still alive, longing for him who left in search of victory, courage as his guide.
Open in the appகூடிய காமம் பிரிந்தார் வரவுள்ளிக்
கோடுகொ டேறுமென் நெஞ்சு.
'He comes again, who left my side, and I shall taste love's joy,'-
My heart with rapture swells, when thoughts like these my mind employ.
G.U. Pope, 1886
In today's words: My heart lets go of its sorrow and swells with joy, thinking of my love coming back.
Open in the appகாண்கமன் கொண்கனைக் கண்ணாரக் கண்டபின்
நீங்கும்என் மென்தோள் பசப்பு.
O let me see my spouse again and sate these longing eyes!
That instant from my wasted frame all pallor flies.
G.U. Pope, 1886
In today's words: Let me look at my love until I've had enough; then this paleness will go.
Open in the appவருகமன் கொண்கன் ஒருநாள் பருகுவன்
பைதல்நோய் எல்லாம் கெட.
O let my spouse but come again to me one day!
I'll drink that nectar: wasting grief shall flee away.
G.U. Pope, 1886
In today's words: Let him come back someday; then I'll enjoy him so much that all this pain is gone.
Open in the appபுலப்பேன்கொல் புல்லுவேன் கொல்லோ கலப்பேன்கொல்
கண்அன்ன கேளிர் வரின்.
Shall I draw back, or yield myself, or shall both mingled be,
When he returns, my spouse, dear as these eyes to me.
G.U. Pope, 1886
In today's words: When he comes back, the one as dear as my eyes, should I sulk, hold him or both?
Open in the appவினைகலந்து வென்றீக வேந்தன் மனைகலந்து
மாலை அயர்கம் விருந்து.
O would my king would fight, o'ercome, divide the spoil;
At home, to-night, the banquet spread should crown the toil.
G.U. Pope, 1886
In today's words: Let the king fight and win his battles; I want to be home with my wife and enjoy the evening.
Open in the appஒருநாள் எழுநாள்போல் செல்லும்சேண் சென்றார்
வருநாள்வைத்து ஏங்கு பவர்க்கு.
One day will seem like seven to those who watch and yearn
For that glad day when wanderers from afar return.
G.U. Pope, 1886
In today's words: For someone waiting for a loved one to return, one day feels like seven.
Open in the appபெறின்என்னாம் பெற்றக்கால் என்னாம் உறினென்னாம்
உள்ளம் உடைந்துக்கக் கால்.
What's my return, the meeting hour, the wished-for greeting worth,
If she heart-broken lie, with all her life poured forth?
G.U. Pope, 1886
In today's words: If she dies of a broken heart, what good is it if I come back, or even hold her?
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