रामानुजीये विश्वासटिप्पन्यः

The god who rests on the dark ocean on Adisesha took the form of a boar went to the underworld and brought up the cool earth goddess on his curving tusk, embracing her. He stays in everlasting Thiruvayindirapuram where bees drink honey from lotus flowers, sing sweet music and go to fresh cherundi flowers, embracing them and flying around in the beautiful grove.
The highest lord, the meaning of the four Vedas, who carries a shining discus in his hand and embraces beautiful Lakshmi on his chest stays in Thiruvayindirapuram where madhavi vines grow on the mountain slopes and female bees fly around blooming lotus buds swarming and singing with the sound “tena tena.”
Māyavan, the divine lord, always true to his devotees, who swallowed all the seven worlds and lay on a banyan leaf as a baby stays in shining Thiruvayindipuram where on the slopes of the hills madhavi vines embrace senbaga plants, mullai creepers dance in the wind, red lotuses bloom and palm trees flourish.
Our god who split open the chest of his enemy the strong Asuran Hiranyan and gave his divine grace to his son Prahladan, stays in famous Thiruvayindipuram where flourishing cool wet fields have abundant water and mud and the soft juicy sugarcane plants growing there give cool shade and touch the sky.
Our lord who went to the sacrifice of Mahabali, asked for three feet of land and measured the wide earth and the sky with his feet, and fought seven bulls to marry Nappinnai, the lovely vine-like daughter of a cowherd stays in Thiruvayindipuram where monkeys searching for food, jump from one branch to an another on vengai, kongu and shenbaga trees blooming with golden flowers and eat sweet jack fruits that taste as if they were mixed with honey.
The dark cloud-colored lord who went to the forest as Rama with his young vine-like wife Sita because his stepmother Kaikeyi listened to her maid, the hunch-backed Manthara, and asked Rama to go to the forest stays in Thiruvayindrapuram surrounded with large walls and high mountains over which the moon floats as the flourishing groves drip with honey.
Our lord who, as Rama, fought and destroyed the ten crowns of the king of Lanka to bring back his beautiful vine-like Sita with a waist as thin as lightning stays in cool Thiruvayindipuram where a male swan with his mate sits sweetly on a lovely bed of lotuses under the shadow of a shining mountain and the fine paddy plants fan them.
Our lord who, as Rama, broke the bow to marry Sita with soft, fragrant dark hair, and carried Govardhana mountain as an umbrella to stop the terrible storm and save the frightened cows and the cowherds stays in Thiruvayindipuram where the flourishing river with its rolling waves brings the ivory of rutting elephants from the high mountains along with the fragrance of akil plants and deposits them all in the paddy fields.
Our father who drove the chariot for Arjuna in the cruel Bharatha war and killed the Kauravas with strong spears in their hands stays in Thiruvayaindipuram where on the cool slopes of the hills betel leaves grow abundantly and the young kamugu trees with branches spread their fragrance while fish frolic in the flourishing rivers that flow to the fields.
Kaliyan who carries a strong spear composed ten beautiful Tamil pāsurams praising the god of the gods in Thivayindipuram where the gods of the sky and the Asurans go to worship him. He measured the earth and the sky with his two feet at Mahabali’s sacrifice. If devotees sing these ten beautiful Tamil pāsurams, the results of their bad karma will disappear.