O Rāghava, I slept for sometime, at your lap, out of exhaustion, and yourself in turn, slept at mine, O elder brother of Bharata.
परिश्रमाच्च सुप्ता हे राघवाङ्केऽस्म्यहं चिरम्। पर्यायेण प्रसुप्तश्च ममाङ्के भरताग्रजः॥