Jai Sri Ram,
May the splendour of Sri Rama's lotus like face, Which neither grew brighter at the prospect of his being installed on the throne of Ayodhya nor was dimmed by the painful experience of exile in the woods, ever sweet felicity to me,
I adore Sri Rama, The lord of Ragu's race,
Whose limbs are as dark and soft as a blue lotus,
Who has Sita enthroned in his left side and who holds in his hands a mighty arrow and a graceful bow,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks Please
May the splendour of Sri Rama's lotus like face, Which neither grew brighter at the prospect of his being installed on the throne of Ayodhya nor was dimmed by the painful experience of exile in the woods, ever sweet felicity to me,
I adore Sri Rama, The lord of Ragu's race,
Whose limbs are as dark and soft as a blue lotus,
Who has Sita enthroned in his left side and who holds in his hands a mighty arrow and a graceful bow,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks Please
