Up rose a shout from all the throng: “O welcome, Ráma, mourned so long. Welcome, Kausalyá’s joy and pride,” Ten hundred thousand voices cried. Then Bharat placed, in duty taught, On Ráma’s feet the shoes he brought: “My King,” he cried, “receive again The pledge preserved through years of pain, The rule and lordship of the land Entrusted to my weaker hand.

In plain words: A huge crowd shouts, "Welcome, Rama, whom we missed so long!" Bharat puts Rama's sandals back on his feet. He says he is returning the kingdom that he looked after in Rama's place through years of pain.