Then hosts of spirits as they gazed The daring of the Vánar praised. Through the broad fields of ether, fast Garuḍ’s royal self, he passed, The region of the cloud and rain, Loved by the gay Gandharva train, Where mid the birds that came and went Shone Indra’s glorious bow unbent, And like a host of wandering stars Flashed the high Gods’ celestial cars.

In plain words: Spirits watching praise Hanuman's courage. He flies fast as Garud, king of birds, through the clouds where heavenly musicians live, past the rainbow and the shining chariots of the gods.