Basavanna
Rich build temples for Shiva
What can I, a poor man, do?
My legs are pillars
My body is the temple
My head makes the golden cupola
Oh, Lord of kUDala sangama
The standing will perish
The moving will stay on.
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The Shared Mirror remembers Basava!
*Kudalasangama deva: Lord of meeting rivers
Translation by Neelanjana