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Kundavadata chala chamara charushobham

vibhrajate tava vapuh kaladhautakantam.

udyachchhashanka shuchi nirjhara varidharam

uchchaistatam suragireriva shatakaumbham

O Tirthankara! The snow white fans of loose fibres (giant whisks) swinging on both sides of your golden body appear like streams of water, pure and glittering as the rising moon, flowing down the sides of the peak of the golden mountain, Sumeru.