|Ragam: Pantuvarali||Thalam: Adi|
Arohanam:S R1 G3 M2 P D1 N3 S
Avarohanam: S N3 D1 P M2 G3 R1 S
paripAlaya sarasIruha lOcana bhava bhaya kAnana bhanjana
bhAnu sharvarInAtha nEtrayuga pannagArivara vAhana
pAda namrajana kalpasAlanava pankajAta sadrshAnana
gOpa vAmana nayanAkuca mardana ghOra daityakula nAshana
nIradALi ghana mEcakAnakha nIlakaNThanuta mOhana
dIna lOka paripAlaka murahara divasa nAthakula shObhana
kamalA rasAnanAbja madhupa kaLakNTha shArnga sharAsana
shrI padmanAbha nikhila dEvamuni sEvya divya guNabhA jana
Please ave me Lord, whose eyes resemble the lotus flower. You cut asunder the dense forest like existence.
You have the sun and moon for your eyes and Garuda for the mount.
You are the wish-yielding tree to those who show worship your feet. Your face resembles the freshly blossomed lotus.
You captivate the hearts of cowherd damsels with a single glance. You are the annihilator of the clan of demons.
Your form resembles the dark rain-bearing clouds. You are pure. Oh, Mohana! You are adored by Nilakanta Siva.
Lord Murahara! You are the friend of the helpless ones. You are the joy and pride of sun dynasty.
You are the honeybee hovering around the lotus-like face of goddess Lakshmi. Your voice is mellifluous like a cuckoo. You hold a bow and arrow in your hands.
You are Lord Padmanabha, who is worshiped by a host of ascetics and celestials. You are the treasure trove of all divine virtues.