अस्य पुरस्य of this city, द्युतिः splendour, मम my, भ्रात्रा सह along with brother, गता had left, नूनम् certainly, इयम् this, अयोध्या Ayodhya, सासारा with rain pouring down, अर्जुनी relating to the waning Moon, क्षपा इव like night, न राजति हि does not gleam.

Certainly splendour has left along with my brother. Like the night when the rain pours down during the waning of the Moon, Ayodhya shines not.