नेकु, सुमुखि, चित लाइ चितौ, री। राजकुँवर-मूरति रचिबेकी रुचि सुबिरंचि श्रम कियो है कितौ, री॥ १ ॥ नख-सिख-सुंदरता अवलोकत कह्यो न परत सुख होत जितौ, री। साँवर रूप-सुधा भरिबे कहँ नयन-कमल कल कलस रितौ, री॥ २ ॥ मेरे जान इन्हें बोलिबे कारन चतुर जनक ठयो ठाट इतौ, री। तुलसी प्रभु भंजिहें संभु-धनु, भूरिभाग सिय मातु-पितौ, री॥ ३ ॥
Fair-faced friend, look closely and give them your full attention. How much labor did excellent Brahmā expend, delighting to fashion the princes' forms? (1) The joy of beholding their beauty from nail to crown cannot be told. Empty the lovely pitchers of your lotus eyes so they may be filled with the nectar of their dark beauty. (2) In my judgment, clever Janaka arranged this entire display only to call them here. Tulsī says the Lord will break Śiva's bow; greatly fortunate are Sītā's mother and father. (3)