Jai Sri Ram,
I unceasingly extol Sri Rama, the praise-worthy lord of Sita, who possessed the form of greenish blue as the neck of a peacock and adorned with a print of the Brahman's lotus foot, which testify to his being the greatest of all gods,
Rich in splendor clad in yellow, lotus-eyed, ever propitious holding a bow and arrow in his hands, mounted on the aerial car named Puspaka accompanied by the host of monkeys and waited by his own brother Laxman,
The lotus feet of Rama, charming and delicate, are adored by Brahma, one that unborn, and greatest lord Shiva, and fondled by the lotus hands of Janaka's daughter and the haunt of the bee-like mind of the worshipper,
I glorify the all-merciful Lord Sankara, possessing a comely form, while as the jasmine flower, the moon, and the conch, with eyes resembling a lovely lotus, Ambika's spouse-that mother of the universe, bestower of one's desired fruit and the deliverer from the clutches of calamity,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks, please
