Dashavatara Stotra
த³ஶாவதார ஸ்தோத்ர
The Sanskrit text in Tamil script. The Roman line and the meaning are the same as in the original.
ப்ரலயபயோதி⁴ஜலே த்ருʼ⁴தவாநஸி வேத³ம்।
விஹிதவஹித்ரசரித்ரமகே²த³ம்।
கேஶவ த்ருʼ⁴தமீநஶரீர ஜய ஜக³தீ³ஶ ஹரே॥Pralayapayodhijale dhritavanasi vedam, vihitavahitracharitramakhedam, keshava dhritaminasharira jaya jagadisha hare.
In the waters of the great flood you held the Vedas safe, effortlessly acting as a boat. O Keshava, who took the form of a fish, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
க்ஷிதிரதிவிபுலதரே தவ திஷ்ட²தி ப்ருʼஷ்டே²।
தர⁴ணிதர⁴ணகிணசக்ரகரி³ஷ்டே²।
கேஶவ த்ருʼ⁴தகச்ச²பரூப ஜய ஜக³தீ³ஶ ஹரே॥Kshitirativipulatare tava tishthati prishthe, dharanidharanakinachakragarishthe, keshava dhritakachchhaparupa jaya jagadisha hare.
The vast earth rests on your back, made mighty by the round scar of bearing it. O Keshava, who took the form of a tortoise, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
வஸதி த³ஶநஶிகரே² தர⁴ணீ தவ லக்³நா।
ஶஶிநி கலங்ககலேவ நிமக்³நா।
கேஶவ த்ருʼ⁴தஸூகரரூப ஜய ஜக³தீ³ஶ ஹரே॥Vasati dashanashikhare dharani tava lagna, shashini kalankakaleva nimagna, keshava dhritasukararupa jaya jagadisha hare.
The earth rests on the tip of your tusk, clinging there like the dark mark on the moon. O Keshava, who took the form of a boar, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
தவ கரகமலவரே நக²மத்³பு⁴தஶ்ருʼங்க³ம்।
தலி³தஹிரண்யகஶிபுதநுப்ருʼ⁴ங்க³ம்।
கேஶவ த்ருʼ⁴தநரஹரிரூப ஜய ஜக³தீ³ஶ ஹரே॥Tava karakamalavare nakhamadbhutashringam, dalitahiranyakashiputanubhringam, keshava dhritanaraharirupa jaya jagadisha hare.
On your lovely lotus hands, the nails are wondrous claws that tore apart the body of Hiranyakashipu like an insect. O Keshava, who took the form of the man-lion, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
சல²யஸி விக்ரமணே பலி³மத்³பு⁴தவாமந।
பத³நக²நீரஜநிதஜநபாவந।
கேஶவ த்ருʼ⁴தவாமநரூப ஜய ஜக³தீ³ஶ ஹரே॥Chhalayasi vikramane balimadbhutavamana, padanakhanirajanitajanapavana, keshava dhritavamanarupa jaya jagadisha hare.
Wondrous dwarf, with your great strides you outwitted Bali, and the water from your toenails purifies all people. O Keshava, who took the form of Vamana, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
க்ஷத்ரியருதிர⁴மயே ஜக³த³பக³தபாபம்।
ஸ்நபயஸி பயஸி ஶமிதப⁴வதாபம்।
கேஶவ த்ருʼ⁴தப்ருʼ⁴கு³பதிரூப ஜய ஜக³தீ³ஶ ஹரே॥Kshatriyarudhiramaye jagadapagatapapam, snapayasi payasi shamitabhavatapam, keshava dhritabhrigupatirupa jaya jagadisha hare.
You bathe the world in the blood of the warrior kings, washing away its sin and easing the pain of existence. O Keshava, who took the form of Parashurama, lord of the Bhrigus, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
விதரஸி தி³க்ஷு ரணே தி³க்பதிகமநீயம்।
த³ஶமுக²மௌலிபலி³ம்ʼ ரமணீயம்।
கேஶவ த்ருʼ⁴தராமஶரீர ஜய ஜக³தீ³ஶ ஹரே॥Vitarasi dikshu rane dikpatikamaniyam, dashamukhamaulibalim ramaniyam, keshava dhritaramasharira jaya jagadisha hare.
In battle you offer the guardians of the directions a pleasing gift: the heads of ten-headed Ravana. O Keshava, who took the form of Rama, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
வஹஸி வபுஷி விஶதே³ வஸநம்ʼ ஜலதா³ப⁴ம்।
ஹலஹதிபீ⁴திமிலிதயமுநாப⁴ம்।
கேஶவ த்ருʼ⁴தஹலதரரூ⁴ப ஜய ஜக³தீ³ஶ ஹரே॥Vahasi vapushi vishade vasanam jaladabham, halahatibhitimilitayamunabham, keshava dhritahaladhararupa jaya jagadisha hare.
On your fair body you wear clothes dark as a rain cloud, like the Yamuna that came to you in fear of your plough. O Keshava, who took the form of Balarama, bearer of the plough, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
நிந்த³ஸி யஜ்ஞவிதேர⁴ஹஹ ஶ்ருதிஜாதம்।
ஸத³யஹ்ருʼத³யதர்³ஶிதபஶுகா⁴தம்।
கேஶவ த்ருʼ⁴தபு³த்³த⁴ஶரீர ஜய ஜக³தீ³ஶ ஹரே॥Nindasi yajnavidherahaha shrutijatam, sadayahridayadarshitapashughatam, keshava dhritabuddhasharira jaya jagadisha hare.
Ah, with a tender heart that grieves at animal slaughter, you reject the Vedic rules of sacrifice. O Keshava, who took the form of the Buddha, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
ம்லேச்ச²நிவஹநித⁴நே கலயஸி கரவாலம்।
தூ⁴மகேதுமிவ கிமபி கராலம்।
கேஶவ த்ருʼ⁴தகல்கிஶரீர ஜய ஜக³தீ³ஶ ஹரே॥Mlechchhanivahanidhane kalayasi karavalam, dhumaketumiva kimapi karalam, keshava dhritakalkisharira jaya jagadisha hare.
To destroy the hordes of the wicked you wield a sword as fearsome as a comet. O Keshava, who takes the form of Kalki, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
ஶ்ரீஜயதே³வகவேரித³முதி³தமுதார³ம்।
ஶ்ருʼணு ஸுக²த³ம்ʼ ஶுப⁴த³ம்ʼ ப⁴வஸாரம்।
கேஶவ த்ருʼ⁴தத³ஶவிதரூ⁴ப ஜய ஜக³தீ³ஶ ஹரே॥Shrijayadevakaveridamuditamudaram, shrinu sukhadam shubhadam bhavasaram, keshava dhritadashavidharupa jaya jagadisha hare.
Listen to this noble song of the poet Jayadeva, which brings happiness and blessing and is the essence of life. O Keshava, who took ten forms, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
வேதா³நுத்³தர⁴தே ஜக³ந்நிவஹதே பூ⁴கோல³முத்³பி³ப்ர⁴தே தை³த்யம்ʼ தார³யதே பலி³ம்ʼ சல²யதே க்ஷத்ரக்ஷயம்ʼ குர்வதே।
பௌலஸ்த்யம்ʼ ஜயதே ஹலம்ʼ கலயதே காருண்யமாதந்வதே ம்லேச்சா²ந்மூர்ச்ச²யதே த³ஶாக்ருʼதிக்ருʼதே க்ருʼஷ்ணாய துப்⁴யம்ʼ நம꞉॥Vedanuddharate jagannivahate bhugolamudbibhrate daityam darayate balim chhalayate kshatrakshayam kurvate, paulastyam jayate halam kalayate karunyamatanvate mlechchhanmurchchhayate dashakritikrite krishnaya tubhyam namah.
Salutations to you, Krishna, who took ten forms: who rescued the Vedas, carried the world, held up the earth, tore apart the demon, outwitted Bali, ended the warrior kings, conquered Ravana, wielded the plough, spread compassion and routed the wicked.