Made me lunge that sea across.
Chance I had to see Ravan
Glad I met my Rama’s wife.
It’s me Rama’s own Hanuman
Treat me as thine own servant.
Know am none but Vayu’s son
Trust that Rama yearns for thee.
Lakshman as is wont of his
Is at Rama’s beck and call.
Sent me Sugreev to Lanka
In the service of thy Lord.
At the news of thy kidnap
Sunk our vanar folk in grief.
Break I when the news to them
Know they all would jump for joy.
Hears as Rama thou are sad
Won’t he itch to take thee soon?
Know am but the son born to
Anjana Devi queen of queens.
Married though she king Kesar
Womb hers was by Vayu blessed.
Valour of mine ’n conduct
Spread far ’n wide fame of mine.
Brought I thee as good tidings
Time thee look for happy times.
Ardour that she found in him
Made then Seetha trust Hanuman.
With the change of her mind thus
Rolled on her cheeks tears of joy.
With that bright look on her face
Shone she like a full moon then
Freshly out of grand eclipse.
Knowing that he won her trust
Spoke then Hanuman to her thus:
It’s time that I now start moving
Pray tell whatever in thy mind
Treat I would as Rama’s word.
Being none but Wind God’s son
Strength I have to fly all worlds.