sabri ko shri ramchandr ne, saari katha sunai
sabri ne sugriv raj ke, bal ki baat batai
ber ber bero ka sabri deti hain uphar
karte hain savikar ber prabhu, karte hian savikar
karte hain savikar

bina siya ke ramchandr hain, kitane akulaye
bina siya ke ramchandr hain, kitane akulaye
byakul man se sath lakhan ke age badh paye
pavan putr hanuman prabhu ke seva me aye
prbhu seva me aaye
das ram ka putr pavan ka
aur anjni mata
kya seva karni hain mujhko
aagya de do mata

ye sugriv hain banar raj, abhay inhe de do prbhu aaj
ye sugriv hain banar raj, abhay inhe de do prbhu aaj
panch huye ham guhse ban me, aaj hye ham chhe bhai
panch huye ham guhse ban me, aaj hye ham chhe bhai
magan ho gaye raghunai
abhay dan pakar ke banar, pati ki ankhe musukai
abhay dan pakar ke banar, pati ki ankhe musukai
tara ko vapas la dunga, dhire dhro man me bhai
yahi niyam hain in pedo ko, bedhe jiska teer
bali se tkra sakta hain, veer vahi raghuver
aghunayak ne dhanush tankar, kiya teer ko par

baali sugriv bhide maha, dono hi banar balwan
baali sugriv bhide maha, dono hi banar balwan
ramchandr ne choda ban
nyay ye kaisa, neet ye kaisi
chupakar mujhko mara, tumne churai tara
bhul hui ab use bula do
sharnagat ye mera laal
bhul kare sugriv bandhu yadi
karna usko chhama kripal
he raghunandan dindayal

The tale of Ram, to Shabari's ear, did flow,
Of Sugriva's might, a whispered seed to sow.
Berries offered, time and time again,
The Lord accepted, in His grace, Amen.
He did accept, Amen.

Without Sita, how Ram's spirit did yearn,
Without Sita, how his spirit did burn!
With Lakshman by his side, a sorrowful stride,
Hanuman, wind's son, came to His side.
To serve the Lord, his duty to portray,
Son of the wind, and Anjani's way.
"What service do you command, O Lord of Light?"
"Give me your command, by day and by night."

Sugriva, the king of monkeys, grant him grace,
Sugriva, the king of monkeys, in this place.
Five, we were five, in the forest's embrace,
Now six brothers, in this sacred space.
Raghunath rejoiced, his heart taking flight,
As Sugriva's eyes, with joy, did ignite.
"I will bring Tara back, brother, have no fear,
For the one who pierces, will meet the spear.
The one who pierces, will meet the spear
The one who pierces, will meet the spear."
That tree's decree, its branches entwined,
Balî's fate, by the arrow defined.
Raghunath raised his bow, and the arrow did find.

Bali, Sugriva, in battle's bright blaze,
Bali, Sugriva, in those chaotic days.
Ram's arrow released, its deadly embrace.
What justice is this, this hidden blow?
You stole Tara's love, the seeds of woe!
Forgive the past, let her return,
This one seeks refuge, he has much to learn.
If Sugriva errs, let your mercy gleam,
Forgive him, Lord, and fulfill the dream.
Oh Raghunandan, compassionate King!