O dark-hued monsoon flowers!
Where is He, endowed with the blue of the dark ocean’s waters,
By whom you are sent;
He who created you as warheads aimed for my personal torment?
To whom else shall I further lament ?
Running behind the One adorned with the tulsi garland,
O! What can I do; even my hapless heart is in His command ?
Andal sees the lilies blooming in the monsoon, and even their colour reminds Her of Her dark coloured lover. And so she begins lamenting her helplessness in this maddening love.
A liberal translation from Nachiyar thirumozhi 10.1
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