Until she takes me in arms
I can’t have the peace of mind.
If she were to turn my queen
Make her see the life in store.
Pander her to my embrace
Pamper would I her in bed.
Fails if she to fall in line
Torture all the way to hell.
Came at that an ardent dame
Spoke she then in passion thus:
Make me thine in heat Ravan
What thou get from this cold fish?
Brahma seems to have deprived
Her the chance to bed with thee.
Requites not if lass his love
Won’t she turn a pain in neck?
Mounts if man a dame in want
Takes she would him to his cum,
Having said that lass on heat
Forced then Ravan fence across.
Turned as ground their makeshift bed
Seemed as though the earth had quaked.
Came as he back from that jaunt
Led Ravan his women all home.
Went as he thus to Pushpak
Left was Seetha in panic.