Poems by Tyagaraja
nAdasudhArasa
... are the bells tied to the bow and the three styles, Ghana, Naya and Desya are the strings of the bow ...
girirAjasutA tanaya
... lord of the Ganas, O supreme one! You are the auspicious who is like a moon to the ocean like Vedas ...
Enta bhAgyamu
... you did the same by protecting all the sages who realised you through the eight sidhdhis like Anima ...
bhUvini dAsuDanE
... like me, to whom your feet are the only refuge, whether we bathe in milk or water it is all the same ...
