Life is she to my very soul when she draws nigh;
Dissevered from the maid with jewels rare, I die
My fair-jewelled one resembles the living soul (when she is in union with me), the dying soul when she leaves me.
Vaazhdhal Uyirkkannal Aayizhai Saadhal
Adharkannal Neengum Itaththu.
|Chapter Group||The Pre-marital love|
|chapter||Declaration of Love's special Excellence|