Struck by your arrow, O Rama

As Tara continued wailing, Bali, who was feeling miserable from his deep wound, happily told Rama who was standing near with his beautiful bow.

Struck by your arrow, O Rama,
please hear what I have to say
I deserved to be killed and hence
what you did was appropriate
Angada and Tara are now orphaned
have mercy on them, O Ramachandra

O revered monkey, do not grieve

O revered monkey, do not grieve
Bharata the noble king of Ayodhya 
had sent envoys to all regions
and I, Rama, am one among them
To protect dharma and destroy evil
is our mission as ordered by the king
Sons and brothers are equal in status
yet you stole your son’s wife
O son of Indra, that is why I killed you
please understand, you noble monkey