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Be victorious, the four sons of Daśaratha headed by Rāma, Who strengthen the immeasurable glory of their lineage, Who bestow the desires of their subordinates, Who are like the Sun for established lotus-like lineage of Raghu, Who are the four princes elevated forever.
I am able to hold the earth only by requesting or going to You four, Who are full of strength and vigor, Who actually hold the weight of glorious earth, Who, by birth, cause happiness in the worlds; You will surely make me of a happy and nice character.
O four Princes, Who are the abode of glory, and Who have created this wonderful world! I bow again and again to You all, Who have made the presence of eyes of people blissful [by giving an appearance], and Who are the exceptional fate of the all worlds.
Translator: Animesh Kumar
Submitter: Animesh Kumar
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