Nath Bali aru mai dvou bhai/ Preeti rahi kacchu barni na jayi//
Maysut Mayavi tehi navu/ Aava so Prabhu hamare gavu//
Sugreev said: ‘Hey Lord! Bali and I are brothers. We loved each other beyond description. The son of asura Maya, called Mayavi once came to our place.’
Arth rati pur dwar pukara/ Bali ripu bal sahayi na para//
Dhava Bali dekhi so bhaga/ Mai puni gayavu bandhu sangh laaga//
He challenged us in the middle of the night outside the city gates. Bali could not endure that taunt. He ran outside and Mayavi fled. I too accompanied my brother.
Giribar guham paid so jaayi/Tab Balim mohi kaha buchayi//
Parikhesu mohi ek pakhvara/Nahim avaim tab janesu maara//
Mayavi entered into a cave by the mountain side. Then Bali told me: ‘ You wait for me for fifteen days. If I do not return till then, understand that I have died,’
Mas diwas tah rahevu kharari/ Nisri rudhidhar dhar tah bhari//
Bali hatesu mohi marihi aayi/ Sila deyi tah chalevu parayi//
Hey Kharari! ( Enemy of Khar) He did not return even after a month. Then a heavy stream of blood emerged from the cave. I thought that Mayavi had murdered Bali and would come to kill me. I covered the face of the cave with a boulder and fled from the place.
Mantrinh pur dekha binu sayim/Deenehu mohi raj bariaayi//
Bali tahi maari grih aava/Dekhi mohi jiyam bhed badava//
The ministers compelled me to take the throne of the king less territory.Then Bali returned after killing Mayavi. Seeing me seated on the throne, he was enraged beyond words. ( He thought that I had intentionally blocked the cave to kill him and usurped the kingdom.)
Ripu sam mohi maresi ati bhari/ Hari leenhesi sarbasu aru nari//
Takem bhay Raghubeer kripala/Sakal bhuvan mai bhirevu bihala//
He fought with me like a bitter enemy ( He hurt me) k away everything, including my woman.
Hey Compassionate Lord! Terrorised by him, I have been wandering all over the world.
Iham sap bas aavat nahim/ Tadapi sabheet rahavu man mahim//
Suni sevak dukh Deendayala/ Pharki udi dvau bhuja bisala//
‘Due to the curse of Matanga, Bali could not step foot on Rishyamook mountain, and hence I decided to stay here.’ On hearing his servant’s unhappy story, SriRamji’s got up, the muscles flexing in his arms.( He was perturbed by the pain of Sugreev.)