thumaka chalat raamachadra baajat paijaniyaan

kilaki kilaki uthat dhaay girata bhumi latapataay
dhaaya maat god let dasharathaki raniyaan

achala raja aga jhaari vividh bhaati so dulaari
tana mana dhana vaari vaari kahata mr^idu bachaniyaan

vidrumase arun adhara bolata mukha madhura madhura
subhaga naasi kaame chaaru latakata latakaniyaan

tulasidaas ati aanada dekhake mukhaaravida
raghuvara chhabike samaana raghuvara chhabi baniyaan

He toddles forth, Ram, anklets chime,
A melody of steps, a sacred rhyme.
He stumbles, rises, falls with glee,
Then rushes toward, a sight to see.
A mother's arms, a loving plea,
Dashrath's queens, eternally.
Dusting off the soil, a tender grace,
In myriad ways, they leave their trace.

Soul, heart, and wealth, a sacrifice,
Soft words of love, a sweet advice.
Coral lips, a gentle art,
Sweetness spills from his very heart.
A noble nose, a beauty rare,
Adorned with charm beyond compare.
Tulsidas, in joy profound,
Beholds the face, love's sacred ground.
Ram's own image, pure and bright,
Ram's own beauty, bathed in light.