Jayaho to Ram and Lakshmana, the valiant pair!
Jayaho to King Sugreev, the trusted friend of Ram!
To Ram, the King of Kosala, disciple I'm.
My name is Hanuman, the Son of Winds! Beware!
Let there be Ravanas a thousand in this world.
They're born to die today by Hanuman's wallops.
Get ye ready for storms of stones and boulders hurled;
get ye ready to see your buildings hop and lop!
Finish, I soon this battle sport to kneel before
my Mother pure and leave this Lankan shore in gore.
Beware O' demon boors! I came to slay! Beware!
Is there someone amongst ye, demon louts, to dare?
Jayaho to Ram and Lakshmana, the valiant pair!
My name is Hanuman, the Son of Winds! Beware! "
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