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Trans 104-Sl.2

I do not know words nor their sense. I do not know (how to compose) poetry or prose. But with the six-faced (Lord) shining in my mind, words (poetry and prose) gush forth from my mouth. What a wonder! (2)

104-Sl.3

I worship (Lord Subrahmanya) who rides on a peacock, who is the essence of the Mahavakyas (of the upanishads) and has a form that captivates the mind, whose Abode is the mind of the great (realized souls), who is the Lord of the gods on earth (worshipped by those steeped in Vedic learning) and the content and intent of the scriptures, who is the son of Mahadeva and the protector of the universe.

104-Sl.24

I am always weighed down by the heaviness of my sorrow. You are the benefactor of those who are in distress. I do not seek help from anyone else. My mental afflictions act as a barrier for my devotion towards You. O Son of Uma! May You instantly remove all my suffering.

104-Sl.30

When the mother and the father can endure the mistakes committed by the son, why not (You), the commander-in-chief of the celestial brigade? I am of tender age and You are the master of the universe. O Lord of Lords! May You pardon my misdemeanours.

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