श्रुतीनामुत्तरं भागं वेगवत्याश्च दक्षिणम् ।
कामादधिवसन् जीयात् कश्चिदद्भुत केसरी ॥ 1 ॥
May that wonderful Lion-God, who resides by his own will on the southern bank of the Vegavati river and embodies the essence of the Upanishads (the final portions of the Vedas), be ever victorious.
तपनेन्द्वग्निनयनः तापानपचिनोतु नः ।
तापनीयरहस्यानां सारः कामासिका हरिः ॥ 2 ॥
May Lord Hari, known as Kamasika, who possesses the Sun, the Moon, and Fire as His eyes and represents the ultimate essence of the Upanishadic mysteries, dispel all our sorrows and worldly afflictions.
आकण्ठमादिपुरुषं
कण्ठीरवमुपरि कुण्ठितारातिम् ।
वेगोपकण्ठसङ्गात्
विमुक्तवैकुण्ठबहुमतिमुपासे ॥ 3 ॥
I meditate upon that Primal Being who, in the form of a Lion, stands with His neck held high, having subdued all His enemies; by staying on the banks of the Vegavati river, He has made even Vaikuntha seem less significant in comparison.
बन्धुमखिलस्य जन्तोः
बन्धुरपर्यङ्कबन्धरमणीयम् ।
विषमविलोचनमीडे
वेगवतीपुलिनकेलिनरसिंहम् ॥ 4 ॥
I offer my praises to that Narasimha, the friend of all living beings, who is seated in a charming posture on a bed-like arrangement and sports upon the sandy banks of the Vegavati river, glancing at the world with His unique, piercing eyes.
स्वस्थानेषु मरुद्गणान् नियमयन् स्वाधीनसर्वेन्द्रियः
पर्यङ्कस्थिरधारणा प्रकटितप्रत्यङ्मुखावस्थितिः ।
प्रायेण प्रणिपेदुषः प्रभुरसौ योगं निजं शिक्षयन्
कामानातनुतादशेषजगतां कामासिका केसरी ॥ 5 ॥
May that Lord Narasimha of Kamasika, who controls the vital breaths and the senses, who reveals the state of inward-turning meditation through His steady, seated posture, and who effectively teaches the path of Yoga to those who surrender to Him, fulfill all the desires of the entire world.
विकस्वरनखस्वरुक्षतहिरण्यवक्षःस्थली-
-निरर्गलविनिर्गलद्रुधिरसिन्धुसन्ध्यायिताः ।
अवन्तु मदनासिकामनुजपञ्चवक्त्रस्य मां
अहम्प्रथमिकामिथः प्रकटिताहवा बाहवः ॥ 6 ॥
May the arms of the Lion-faced Lord, which are raised in a competitive display of strength and are reddened by the ocean of blood flowing freely from the chest of Hiranyakashipu—which was torn open by His blossoming, sharp claws—ever protect me.
सटापटलभीषणे सरभसाट्टहासोद्भटे
स्फुरत् क्रुधिपरिस्फुट भ्रुकुटिकेऽपि वक्त्रे कृते ।
कृपाकपटकेसरिन् दनुजडिम्भदत्तस्तना
सरोजसदृशा दृशा व्यतिविषज्य ते व्यज्यते ॥ 7 ॥
Even when Your face appears terrifying with a mane spread wide, a thundering laugh, and eyebrows knit in intense fury, Your lotus-like eyes reveal a hidden, deceptive tenderness, as if You are offering the breast to the demon child (Hiranyakashipu) in a gesture of strange compassion.
त्वयि रक्षति रक्षकैः किमन्यै-
-स्त्वयि चारक्षति रक्षकैः किमन्यैः ।
इति निश्चितधीः श्रयामि नित्यं
नृहरे वेगवतीतटाश्रयं त्वाम् ॥ 8 ॥
Having reached the firm conclusion that if You protect me, what need is there for other protectors, and if You do not protect me, who else can provide protection, I take refuge daily in You, O Man-Lion, who resides on the banks of the Vegavati.
इत्थं स्तुतः सकृदिहाष्टभिरेष पद्यैः
श्रीवेङ्कटेशरचितैस्त्रिदशेन्द्रवन्द्यः ।
दुर्दान्तघोरदुरितद्विरदेन्द्रभेदी
कामासिकानरहरिर्वितनोतु कामान् ॥ 9 ॥
May this Lord Narasimha of Kamasika, who is worshipped by the king of the gods and who destroys the great elephants of formidable sins, fulfill all the desires of those who recite these eight verses composed by Sri Venkatesa.
इति श्रीवेदान्तदेशिककृतं कामासिकाष्टकम् ।