When the moon rises at night,

Water-lily to open up at its light.

Kairava also known as the lotus white,

Rama like this, in assembly shining bright.

Was the moon of King Raghu’s line,

Which opened up at His shine.

Eyes of the rivals like the Chakora bird,

By Rama’s presence their emotions stirred.

Lord contest to win, pleasure to give,

With devotion in your heart He’ll always live.