सदा राम रामेति रामामृतं तेसदाराममानन्दनिष्यन्दकन्दम् ।पिबन्नन्वहं नन्वहं नैव मृत्यो-र्बिभेमि प्रसादादसादात्तवैव ॥ २२ ॥
In plain words
Always, Rāma — "Rāma, Rāma" — and drinking, day after day, that nectar which is your name: ever sweet, the root that keeps weeping bliss. And so, truly, I am not afraid of death. Not in the least. By your grace alone, grace that never runs dry.
Close to the Sanskrit
Always, O Rāma, "Rāma" — thus saying, drinking day after day your Rāma-nectar, ever-delighting, the root that oozes bliss — indeed I do not fear death at all, by your grace alone, grace that never sinks.