Oh RAMA! Protect me.
You have lovely form like Cupid. You are dressed in yellow silk. Your smiling face is like the moon. The boundless beauty of your majestic fore head outshined that of moon.
You give boons to those who serve you. You are the Lord of SITA. You bestow happiness by your side-glance. Your hair locks are like the heavy rain-clouds. You are the Lord of the entire BHUVALAYA-the globe, and surpass elephant in gait. You destroy all sins. You overflow with compassion. Your teeth are beautiful.
Your feet wandered over the forest are like red-lotuses. You wear a garland of flowers; bestow auspicious things. You are the jewel of the solar dynasty. You destroy the pride of the clan of demons. You are the refuge of the helpless people. You are always remembered, by the sages. You are glorious in battle.
You protected the YAGA-oblation of sage VISVAMITRA. You are PADMANABHA. You are worshipped by INDRA. You are an ocean of peace. You are dark blue in complexion. You are the repository of excellence. You cut asunder immoral people just as a hurricane uproots trees. Your eyes are like lotuses. You support the world.
