O Mareecha, illustrious demon and uncle, in my mind

grows an immense grief, please hear me

Dasaratha’s son Rama

came to the forest with his brother

O noble Rakshasa, my sister

Soorpanakha at the hands of Lakshmana

Got mutilated, ears and nose chopped

Rama killed Khara and Dooshana

in the battlefield and

they are happily staying there

To bring his wife here

I am going now

you the most fearless

please come with me