रामानुजीये विश्वासटिप्पन्यः

Before in my life, I wanted only to enjoy the small foreheads, round arms, beautiful breasts and shining moon-like smiles of lovely women. I understand now that I was weak and what I did was wrong. I am ashamed that I wanted to be with young women. I know this birth is a sickness and I do not want to be born again. O my father! You stay in Naimeesāraṇyam. I have approached your divine feet and you are my refuge.
I have always enjoyed women with long dark eyes, beautiful figures and feet ornamented with anklets. I forgot dharma, enjoyed the bliss that my five senses gave and wasted my life. Your generous hands give whatever your devotees ask of you. You are a cowherd. You are a Māyan. You are the king of the gods in the sky, and they worship you and ask your grace. O my father! You stay in Naimeesāraṇyam. I have approached your divine feet and you are my refuge.
I gambled and stole things from others. I loved beautiful curly-headed women. I wandered all over wherever I wished and wasted my life. Now I have become your devotee and shiver when I think of the troubles that Yama’s messengers will bring. O lord who churned the milky ocean roaring with white waves, my father, you stay in Naimeesāraṇyam. I have approached your divine feet, my refuge.
Someone may leave his wife with fragrant hair swarming with bees and love someone else’s wife and wealth and believe in that kind of life. When he dies and goes to Yama’s world, Yama’s messengers will tell him, “Embrace this burning copper doll, you sinner!” I am afraid of the thought that I will be like that. You are my friend. O my father! You stay in Naimeesāraṇyam. I have approached your divine feet and you are my refuge.
When people suffering in poverty came to me and asked me, “Please give me a little bit of food,” I was unkind and told them cruelly, “No. I have no food!” and refused them. What a pity that was. I have not thought of the results of my bad deeds. I am afraid that when Yama’s messengers come for me, they will say cruel things and make me suffer. I shiver and have come to your divine feet. O father, you stay in Naimeesāraṇyam and you are my refuge.
With a crooked mind I did evil things. I wandered around, associated with people like dogs, became weak, ran about and destroyed many lives. I didn’t feel bad at all. I didn’t think of what will happen to me in the world of Yama. O highest lord resting on the milky ocean, I searched for you and came to your divine feet. You are my refuge. You are my father and you stay in Naimeesāraṇyam.
In my mind I thought only of unjust deeds and did them without any fear, speaking bad words. When I listened to the timeless advice of the elders, and sages, I trembled. I am a cheater, yet I am your slave. You, the god of the sky who are poison to the Rāksasas never leave the minds of your devotees. O my father, god of Naimeesāraṇyam, I have come to your divine feet and you are my refuge.
Kali, the god of time, told the five senses to come to me and make me surrender to the pleasures they offered . Now I have been destroyed by the trouble that they cause me. You have the dark color of the wide ocean and stay in Thirukkuṛungudi. I have worshiped you with sweet words and flowers and praised you with my tongue. O my father, you stay in Naimeesāraṇyam, I have come to your divine feet and you are my refuge.
This body is made of bones, covered with flesh, skin and hair that are like walls. It has nine openings and it is like a little hut. When I depart from this body, I will think only of you as my refuge. You are the beloved of the goddess Malarmagaḷ seated on a lotus dripping with honey and you rest with her on the wide ocean rolling with waves. I have done difficult tapas to reach you. O my father, you stay in Naimeesāraṇyam, I have come to your divine feet and you are my refuge.
Kaliyan loved, worshiped and composed these pāsurams praising the god of Naimeesāraṇyam where Indra the king of the gods came with the other gods, worshiped our father and asked him to remove their troubles. If devotees learn and recite these ten poems they will rule the world surrounded by sounding oceans under a white umbrella and become gods.