Verse 1
рд╢реНрд░реАрд░рд╛рдордЪрдиреНрджреНрд░ рдХреГрдкрд╛рд▓реБ рднрдЬреБ рдорди рд╣рд░рдг рднрд╡рднрдп рджрд╛рд░реБрдгрдореНредрдирд╡рдХрдЮреНрдЬ рд▓реЛрдЪрди рдХрдЮреНрдЬ рдореБрдЦ рдХрд░ рдХрдЮреНрдЬ рдкрдж рдХрдЮреНрдЬрд╛рд░реБрдгрдореНрее
Shri Ramachandra kripalu bhaju mana harana bhavabhaya daarunam.Navakanja lochana kanja mukha kara kanja pada kanjaarunam.
O my mind, revere the merciful Lord Shri Ramachandra, who removes the terrible fears of the world. His eyes are like newly blossomed lotuses, his face is like a lotus, his hands are like lotuses, and his feet are like red lotuses.
Verse 2
рдХрдиреНрджрд░реНрдк рдЕрдЧрдгрд┐рдд рдЕрдорд┐рдд рдЫрдмрд┐ рдирд╡рдиреАрд▓ рдиреАрд░рдж рд╕реБрдиреНрджрд░рдореНредрдкрдЯ рдкреАрдд рдорд╛рдирд╣реБ рддрдбрд┐рдд рд░реБрдЪрд┐ рд╢реБрдЪрд┐ рдиреМрдорд┐ рдЬрдирдХ рд╕реБрддрд╛рд╡рд░рдореНрее
Kandarpa aganita amita chhabi navaneela neerada sundaram.Pata peeta maanahu tadita ruchi shuchi naumi Janaka sutaavaram.
His boundless beauty outshines countless cupids (Kamadevas). He is as beautiful as a newly formed blue raincloud. His yellow robes shine like lightning. I bow to the pure Lord, the beloved husband of Sita (Janaka's daughter).