Lord, My Lord, you confidently stride
I too want to stride like a lord
Confident of your victory over the overthrowers
Manly, confident strides, reborn as a child you stride
Here and there , you look at your kingdom
Your gaze is like the fiery sun
I can barely gaze at your face
The kingdom that is truly yours
Distant Ayodhya, far from the evil conquerors
Rebuilt now your temple, oh Lord
Standing proud the new born King
You smile in victory for retaking what is yours
Hail, Hail to thee, Oh Lord
Jai Shri Ram, Jai.
