Venkatesha Stotram
ஶ்ரீ வேங்கடேஶ ஸ்தோத்ரம்
The Sanskrit text in Tamil script. The Roman line and the meaning are the same as in the original.
கமலாகுசசூசுககுங்குமதோ நியதாருணிதாதுலநீலதநோ।
கமலாயதலோசந லோகபதே விஜயீப⁴வ வேங்கடஶைலபதே॥Kamalakuchachuchukakunkumato niyatarunitatulanilatano, kamalayatalochana lokapate vijayibhava venkatashailapate.
O Lord of the Venkata hill, whose matchless dark-blue body is ever tinged red with kumkum from Lakshmi’s embrace, lotus-eyed lord of the worlds, be victorious!
ஸசதுர்முக²ஷண்முக²பஞ்சமுக²ப்ரமுகா²கில²தை³வதமௌலிமணே।
ஶரணாக³தவத்ஸல ஸாரநிதே⁴ பரிபாலய மாம்ʼ வ்ருʼஷஶைலபதே॥Sachaturmukhashanmukhapanchamukhapramukhakhiladaivatamaulimane, sharanagatavatsala saranidhe paripalaya mam vrishashailapate.
Crest jewel of all the gods led by four-faced Brahma, six-faced Skanda and five-faced Shiva; loving to all who seek refuge, treasure of all that matters: protect me, Lord of the Vrisha hill.
அதிவேலதயா தவ துர்³விஷஹைரநுவேலக்ருʼதைரபராத⁴ஶதை꞉।
பரி⁴தம்ʼ த்வரிதம்ʼ வ்ருʼஷஶைலபதே பரயா க்ருʼபயா பரிபாஹி ஹரே॥Ativelataya tava durvishahairanuvelakritairaparadhashataih, bharitam tvaritam vrishashailapate paraya kripaya paripahi hare.
Hari, Lord of the Vrisha hill, I am weighed down with hundreds of faults, committed again and again beyond all limits and hard for you to bear; protect me quickly with your supreme compassion.
அதி⁴வேங்கடஶைலமுதார³மதேர்ஜநதாபி⁴மதாதி⁴கதா³நரதாத்।
பரதே³வதயா க³தி³தாந்நிக³மை꞉ கமலாத³யிதாந்ந பரம்ʼ கலயே॥Adhivenkatashailamudaramaterjanatabhimatadhikadanaratat, paradevataya gaditannigamaih kamaladayitanna param kalaye.
I hold nothing higher than Lakshmi’s beloved, who dwells on the Venkata hill, generous of heart, who delights in giving people more than they wish for, and whom the Vedas declare the supreme God.
கலவேணுரவாவஶகோ³பவதூ⁴ஶதகோடிவ்ருʼதாத்ஸ்மரகோடிஸமாத்।
ப்ரதிவல்லவிகாபி⁴மதாத்ஸுக²தா³த்³வஸுதே³வஸுதாந்ந பரம்ʼ கலயே॥Kalavenuravavashagopavadhushatakotivritatsmarakotisamat, prativallavikabhimatatsukhadadvasudevasutanna param kalaye.
I hold nothing higher than Vasudeva’s son, surrounded by countless gopis held spellbound by the sweet sound of his flute, as lovely as millions of Kamas, who fulfils every gopi’s heart and gives joy.
அபிரா⁴மகு³ணாகர தா³ஶரதே² ஜக³தே³கத⁴நுர்தர⁴ தீர⁴மதே।
ரகு⁴நாயக ராம ரமேஶ விபோ⁴ வரதோ³ ப⁴வ தே³வ த³யாஜலதே⁴॥Abhiramagunakara dasharathe jagadekadhanurdhara dhiramate, raghunayaka rama ramesha vibho varado bhava deva dayajaladhe.
Mine of lovely virtues, son of Dasharatha, the one great archer of the world, steady of mind; Raghunayaka, Rama, lord of Lakshmi, all-pervading God, ocean of mercy, grant me your blessing.
அவநீதநயாகமநீயகரம்ʼ ரஜநீகரசாருமுகா²ம்புரு³ஹம்।
ரஜநீசரராஜதமோமிஹிரம்ʼ மஹநீயமஹம்ʼ ரகுரா⁴மமயே॥Avanitanayakamaniyakaram rajanikaracharumukhamburuham, rajanichararajatamomihiram mahaniyamaham raghuramamaye.
I go to Raghurama, worthy of worship, whose hand Sita, daughter of the earth, holds dear, whose lotus face is lovely as the moon, and who is the sun that dispelled the darkness of Ravana, king of the demons.
ஸுமுக²ம்ʼ ஸுஹ்ருʼத³ம்ʼ ஸுலப⁴ம்ʼ ஸுக²த³ம்ʼ ஸ்வநுஜம்ʼ ச ஸுகாயமமோக⁴ஶரம்।
அபஹாய ரகூ⁴த்³வஹமந்யமஹம்ʼ ந கத²ஞ்சந கஞ்சந ஜாது ப⁴ஜே॥Sumukham suhridam sulabham sukhadam svanujam cha sukayamamoghasharam, apahaya raghudvahamanyamaham na kathanchana kanchana jatu bhaje.
Gracious of face, a true friend, easy to reach, giver of joy, blessed with a fine brother, handsome of form, whose arrows never miss: leaving aside this joy of the Raghus, I will never, in any way, worship anyone else.
விநா வேங்கடேஶம்ʼ ந நாதோ² ந நாத²꞉ ஸதா³ வேங்கடேஶம்ʼ ஸ்மராமி ஸ்மராமி।
ஹரே வேங்கடேஶ ப்ரஸீத³ ப்ரஸீத³ ப்ரியம்ʼ வேங்கடேஶ ப்ரயச்ச² ப்ரயச்ச²॥Vina venkatesham na natho na nathah sada venkatesham smarami smarami, hare venkatesha prasida prasida priyam venkatesha prayachchha prayachchha.
Without Venkatesha I have no master, no master. I always remember Venkatesha, I remember him. Hari, Venkatesha, be gracious, be gracious; Venkatesha, give me what is good, give it.
அஹம்ʼ தூர³தஸ்தே பதா³ம்போ⁴ஜயுக்³மப்ரணாமேச்ச²யா(அ)(அ)க³த்ய ஸேவாம்ʼ கரோமி।
ஸக்ருʼத்ஸேவயா நித்யஸேவாபல²ம்ʼ த்வம்ʼ ப்ரயச்ச² ப்ரயச்ச² ப்ரபோ⁴ வேங்கடேஶ॥Aham durataste padambhojayugmapranamechchhayagatya sevam karomi, sakritsevaya nityasevaphalam tvam prayachchha prayachchha prabho venkatesha.
I have come from far away longing to bow at your two lotus feet, and I serve you. For this one act of service, grant me the fruit of serving you always, grant it, Lord Venkatesha.
அஜ்ஞாநிநா மயா தோ³ஷாநஶேஷாந்விஹிதாந்ஹரே।
க்ஷமஸ்வ த்வம்ʼ க்ஷமஸ்வ த்வம்ʼ ஶேஷஶைலஶிகா²மணே॥Ajnanina maya doshanasheshanvihitanhare, kshamasva tvam kshamasva tvam sheshashailashikhamane.
Hari, forgive all the faults I have committed in my ignorance; forgive me, forgive me, crest jewel of the Shesha hill.