731 vĕvvāyeṉ vĕvvurai keṭṭu * iru nilattai veṇṭāte, viraintu * vĕṉṟi
maivāya kal̤iṟŏzhintu terŏzhintu * māvŏzhintu vaṉame mevi **
nĕyvāya vel nĕṭuṅkaṇ * nerizhaiyum il̤aṅkovum piṉpu poka *
ĕvvāṟu naṭantaṉai? ĕm irāmāvo * ĕmpĕrumāṉ ĕṉ cĕykeṉe (2)
Simple Translation
731. Dasaratha says, “You listened to my cruel words
and left quickly, leaving this kingdom
with its victorious elephants, chariots and horses
and went to the forest.
Your lovely wife, decorated with ornaments,
her long eyes like spears smeared with oil,
and your younger brother Lakshmana followed you.
How could you walk in that cruel forest?
O our Rāma! You are my dear lord.
What can I do?”