![]() ![]() You are Siva’s incarnation and Kesari’s son – your glory is renowned throughout the world. In your hands shine mace and a banner a sacred thread of munja grass adorns your shoulder. Golden hued and splendidly adorned with heavy earrings and curly locks. ![]() Great hero, mighty as a thunderbolt, remover of negative thoughts and companion to the good. Ram’s emissary, abode of matchless power, Anjani’s son, named Son of the Wind. Hail to the Lord of the Monkeys, the illuminator of the three worlds. Glory to you Hanuman, ocean of wisdom and virtue. ![]() Hail to the refuge of the feet of Sita’s husband, Ramachandra. Please give me strength, intelligence, and wisdom and remove my suffering and impurities. I know I have no intelligence, I recall the Son of the Wind. Having polished the mirror of my heart with the dust from my Guru’s lotus feet, I sing the pure fame of the best of Raghus, which bestows the four fruits of life.īuddhihīna tanu jānike sumiraũ pawana kumārīala buddhi vidyā dehu mohĩ harahu kalesha bikār Shrī guru charaṇ saroja raja nija mana mukura sudhāriīaraṇau raghubara bimala jasu jo dāyaka phala chāri I immediately recorded it on my phone and when I woke later, didn’t even remember doing it. I woke up one morning at 4AM singing this melody. ![]()
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