Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna,
Krishna, Krishna, Hare Hare.
Hare Rama, Hare Rama,
Rama, Rama, Hare Hare.
Hey Ram! Thy names are many,
As sweet as the nectar Honey;
By which name if I call
Show mercy on me, Thy will?
Raja Ram or Sita Ram?
Janaki Ram or Jaya Ram?
Bala Ram or Atma Ram?
Kalyan Ram or Pattabhi Ram?
Rajalakshmi, my mother,
Prefixed me her first four letters,
And Ramachandran, my father,
Suffixed me his first three letters.
Thus I became Raja Ram,
An eldest son in the family,
Now in my seventies, an Old Ram,
To write about Thee, Dasarath Ram.
In the past, numerous authors,
Like Valmiki, Kambar, Tulsidas,
Wrote Ramayan with Thy permission,
And with Thy given inside vision.
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Ask not, what is more to be written,
What others, about Thee, haven’t done?
No answer to this question,
I’ve with me, a simple person.
Not because my name is Raja Ram,
I wish to take up Thy story
But because I love Thee, Sita Ram,
I’ve this thirst to write Thy history.
I ask nothing from Thee,
Jaya Ram, please allow me
To write Thy story in verses,
Free from any faults serious.
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