ஒண்ணுதற் கோஒ உடைந்ததே ஞாட்பினுள்
நண்ணாரும் உட்குமென் பீடு.
Ah woe is me my might, That awed my foemen in the fight,By lustre of that beaming brow Borne down, lies broken now
On her bright brow alone is destroyed even that power of mine that used to terrify the most fearless