Hanuman Stavan (Pranavun Pavankumar) — Lyrics with Meaning

Doha

Pranavun Pavankumar, khal ban pavak gyanghan | Jasu hriday aagar, basahin Raam sar chaap dhar ||

I bow to Hanuman, son of the Wind — a fire to the forest of the wicked, full of wisdom — in whose heart lives Ram, holding bow and arrow.

Verse 1

Atulitabaladhamam hemashailabhadeham danujavanakrishanum jnaninamagraganyam | Sakalagunanidhanam vanaranamadhisham raghupatipriyabhaktam vatajatam namami ||

I bow to the son of the Wind — home of matchless strength, his body shining like a golden mountain, a fire to the forest of demons, foremost of the wise, treasure of all virtues, lord of the vanaras, dear devotee of Ram.

Verse 2

Goshpadikritavarisham mashakikritarakshasam | ramayanamahamalaratnam vandeanilatmajam ||

I bow to the son of the Wind, who made the ocean as small as a cow's hoofprint and the demons as small as mosquitoes — the jewel in the great garland of the Ramayan.

Verse 3

Anjananandanam viram janakishokanashanam | kapishamakshahantaram vande lankabhayankaram ||

I bow to the brave son of Anjana, who ended Sita's sorrow, lord of the vanaras, slayer of Aksha, the terror of Lanka.

Verse 4

Manojavam marutatulyavegam jitendriyam buddhimatam varishtham | Vatatmajam vanarayuthamukhyam shriramadutam sharanam prapadye ||

I take refuge in Shri Ram's messenger — swift as the mind, fast as the wind, master of the senses, foremost of the wise, son of the Wind, chief of the vanara army.

Verse 5

Anjaneyamatipatalananam kanchanadrikamaniyavigraham | Parijatatarumulavasinam bhavayami pavamananandanam ||

I meditate on Anjana's son, the child of the Wind — rosy-faced, his body lovely as a golden mountain, dwelling at the foot of the Parijat tree.

Verse 6

Yatra yatra raghunathakirtanam tatra tatra kritamastakanjalim | Bashpavariparipurnalochanam marutim namata rakshasantakam ||

Wherever Ram's name is sung, there Hanuman is present, palms joined above his head, eyes brimming with tears of love. Bow to that Maruti, the ender of demons.