Sanskrit: अरालैः स्वाभाव्यादलिकलभसश्रीभिरलकैःपरीतं ते वक्त्रं परिहसति पङ्केरुहरुचिम् ।  दरस्मेरे यस्मिन् दशनरुचिकिञ्जल्करुचिरेसुगन्धौ माद्यन्ति स्मरदहनचक्षुर्मधुलिहः  
English:  Oh mother, let the line parting thine hairs,Which looks like a canal,Through which the rushing waves of your beauty ebbs,And which on both sides imprisons,Your Vermillion , which is like a rising sunBy using your hair which is dark like,The platoon of soldiers of the enemy,Protect us and give us peace.