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Alas, Sita, your eyes are like three-colored lotuses, you are an ocean of pure virtues, you have conquered the moon with your face, you are as delicate as the inner part of a lotus.
Oh, Vaidehi! Oh, Vaidehi! Speak quickly. You know that my heart is extremely distressed without you.
You are the possessor of unparalleled character, beautiful, your conversation is beneficial and pleasing. Your mind is free from sin.
You were free from any offense, yet I, being merciless, left you. Oh, you who dwell in my heart! What state have you reached?
Oh, Devi! How will you stay in this forest, full of fearsome and wicked wild animals, deprived of pleasures?
Your eyes are like intoxicated chakoras, you are a reservoir of beauty, endowed with modesty and humility. Alas, my Devi! Where have you gone?
Alas, Devi! The bees, attracted by the fragrance of your breath, will gather near your face and hum. You will surely be distressed, driving them away with your lotus hands.
Like a deer separated from its herd, you will go where in this terrifying forest, which is unbearable even to think about?
Your feet are soft like the inner part of a lotus, and your features are beautiful. How will your delicate feet bear the rough ground?