When Ráma heard the vulture tell The tale that proved his love so well, His bow upon the ground he placed, And tenderly the bird embraced: Then to the earth he fell o’erpowered, And burning tears both brothers showered, For double pain and anguish pressed Upon the patient hero’s breast.

In plain words: When Rama hears how bravely Jatayu fought for Sita, he puts down his bow and hugs the bird gently. Then Rama falls to the ground, and both brothers cry, because Rama feels two sorrows at once: losing Sita and seeing his friend dying.