Sri Gomathi Malai in Tamil

Sri Gomathi Malai

(Garland to gomathi)

BY Sri Durgai chithar

Translated by

P.R.Ramachander

(This prayer addressed  to Goddess Gomathi of Sankaran Koil, rejoins estranged couple.It also increases unity and love among them. It can be vread every day in the month of aadi or every Tuesday)

Sankaranaai madiyamarntha  sankariye maaye,

Sangadathil thunayaagum sakthiyale  aaye.

Yengal kula vidi vilakke, yezhil maniyum neeye,

Yekkamellam theerthuvidum Gomathiye thaaye   1

Oh Maya, Oh Sankari who sits on the  laplike the  Sankara,

Oh Sakthi  , who is our help when we are sad, Oh mother,

Oh our clan’s ever glowing lamp, You are the pretty gem also,

Oh mother Gomathi who fulfills all our desires.

Sodhanayai theertharulum  Sooliyale  Maaye,

Aadhavai poal  oli kaattukindra aaye,

AAzhukindra vallamathil aadharavum neeye,

Choozhkindra   irulottum gomathiye thaaye  2

Oh Sooli, Oh Maya , who puts an end  to my problems,

Oh mother who shows light   like the sun,

You are our only support in sinking water,

Oh mother gomathi  who drives the surrounding darkness

Vayalkalile   nel maniyaai  vilainthvale maaye,

Kayal vizhiye kannin veechaal  kanivu tharum aaye,

Puyal thanile  malaiyaana   pugalidamum neeye,

Punniyale   pulamaoi migu   Gomathiye THaaye   3

Oh Maya who grew as grain of paddy   in the farms.

Oh Goddess with fish like eyes, who by the lash of your eye shows pity, Oh mother

You are the one who became mountain in storm and gave us safety,

Oh holy one  , Oh Gomathi mother  who excels as a poet

Puththu mannil  pini theerkkum   punniyale maaye,

Aaththvarkkum mathavarkkum  karpakamaam aaye,

Nethriyile kumkumamai nirppavalum neeye,

Niththa munnai  azhaikindrom  , Gomathi thaaye  4

Oh Mayaa, holy one who cures sickness by ant hill mud,

You are the wish giving tree to the sun and all others, mother,

You are the one who stands with kukum on the forehead,

We are calling you just some time before, Oh mother Gomathi

Manjalile   kuithu varum  mangalame maaye,

Mangaatha vaazhvarulum manamagale aaye,

Panju adi konjavaru  arasivayum neeye

Panchamiye, pal kalaye, Gomathiye , thaaye  5

Oh Maya who takes bath in turmeric and comes,

Oh mother , ofh bride   who grants never fading life,

You are the Parasivaa  who has feet softer than cotton,

Oh Panchami of several arrs, oh mother Gomathi