65 mEcakalyaaNi mEla
Arohanam: S R2 G3 M2 PD2 N3 S
Avarohanam: S N3 D2 P M2 G3 R2 S
adrisutavara kalyANa shaila sarAsana mAmava shambhO (adri)
bhadrAparA dayAmbunidhE vara pannagabharaNa lOka sharaNanisham (adri)
dEvanandIshamal krta nija jaTa dInalOka paripAlaka suvimala
bhAva yOgi hrdayAmbuja nilaya sudhA vidata mrdu hasita vibhO
pAvanAnupama carita nivArita pApa jAla vibudhaugha vinatapada
sEvakAkhila vishAda haraNacaNa cittayOni dahanAti mahita para (adri)
sIta bhAnuprthukavatmsa ripujAta vAridharamAruta nirupama
vItamOha madakaitava paTutama bhUta vrnda parivrtsabidha
pUtanamaNi karAshrita janaghana puNyajAla rajatAdri krtAnilaya
bhUti dAyaka manOjnya suguNa harisuti pashupata sAyakada satatam (adri)
ghOrapura vipinadAva mrkaNDukumAra bhItivi nivAraNa saradija-
sArasArasadaLOpama lOcana sAmajAjinadukula vibhO
pUrita Ashrita manOratha shankara bhAratIsha sura nAyaka sEvita
nAradAdi muni gIta carita padma nAbha sEvaka janAnukUla param (adri)
You, the spouse of Adrisuta-daughter of the mountain, bent the Mandara mountain as a bow. Please protect me lord Sambhu
You, the bestower of abundant fortune, the ocean of compassion, savior of the world forever, you adom yourself, the serpents as ornaments.
Your matted tresses are adorned with Gaga, you are the protector of the dejected ones, you reside in the lotus-like hearts of ascetics who are devoid of blemishes. Your soft smile is pure like nectar. Oh, supreme lord! Your exploits are immaculate, listening to which, all the miseries of the world are removed. Your feet are worshipped by a host of celestials, you are adept at removing all the sorrows of those who attend upon your feet, you have the glory of vanquishing Cupid.
Your head is adorned with a crescent moon. You are to enemies what wind is to clouds. You are in the company of Bhutagana-s. Your name is sacred. You are the embodiment of all good fortune of your devotees, oh the dweller of Himalayas! the bestower of prosperity! your form is captivating, oh the treasure of virtues! you conferred on Arjuna the weapon Pasupatastra.
You destroyed the formidable Tripura, allayed the fear of Markendeya. Your eyes are beautiful like the autumnal lotus petals. You have the elephant skin as the robe. On supreme lord! you fulfill the desires of your devotees in totality. Lord Sankara! you are extolled by Brahama and Indra. Your glory is sung by Narada and the other ascetics. You are kindly disposed towards the devotees of Lord Padmanabha. You are the supreme one!