not yet woken up

Jai sri Ram,
These and other tokens of rejoicing pleased him not even as ornaments repel a widow who has decided to accompany her deceased husband on the other world,

None could have a wink of sleep that night since everyone was eagerly longing for a sight of Sri Rama,

At the door waited a crowd of servants and ministers, who said to one another at the sight of the risen Sun.

The Lord of Ayodhya has not yet woken up, what special reason can there be,

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pierced the king

Jai Sri Ram
The King's affection and relentlessness of Kaykai both were the highest of their kind in God's creation,

While the king was yet wailing, the day broke,

The Music of lute, flute and conch was heard at his Door,

Bards extolled him and minstrels sangs his praises, however, pierced the king like shafts as he heard them,

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plight of Ayodhya

Jai sri Ram
He prayed in his heart_

May the day never dawn nor may anyone go and tell Rama,

Rise not- O Sun-god, the progenitor of Raghu's Race

For You will be pained at heart to see the plight of Ayodhya,

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Rama

Jai sri Ram,
Thus arguing with her in numberless way the king dropped on the ground crying

Why do you bring ruin to all,

But a pastmaster in wiles the queen did not utter a word as though busy performing magical rites in a crematorium to acquire control over ghosts,

Stricken with grief the King repeated the word Rama Again and Again and felt miserable like a bird that has been shorn of its wings,

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So long i am alive

Jai sri Ram,
All his brothers shall serve him and his fame shall spread throughout the three spheres of creation,

The stain on your reputation and my remorse shall not disappear even after our death and shall never go till eternity,

Now do whatever pleases you; only keep out of my sight hiding your face,

So long i am alive i beseech you with joined palm, pray speak not a word to me again, you will repent in the end, O hapless woman, that you killed a cow for the sake of gut,

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sovereignty of Rama

Jai sri Ram,
Bharata would never covet sovereignty even unwillingly,

By the decree of fate, however, evil counsel has taken possession of your mind,

All that is the outcome of my sins, due to which the tide has, turned against me in an inappropriate moment,

Beautiful Ayodhya shall flourish again under the sovereignty of Rama, the abode of all virtues,

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Life and wife

Jai Sri Ram,
Either go back upon your words or forbear,

Pray do not wail like a woman,

Life and wife, sons home, wealth and the land have been spoken of as no better than a straw in the eyes of a man who is true to this word,

On hearing these poignant words the king exclaimed, say what you will, you are not to blame for it, it is my doom which has possessed you like a devil and is using you as its mouthpiece,

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