Alas! What sin did I do? Don’t harbour any anger
What is agitating you? Think of my beautiful form.
My husband, listen, don’t be angry with me;
Am I not your wife? Please calm down
Hey Arjuna ! Do you still want to wage war? Please have some mercy on us, destitutes.
My son Suradha has died. Only I and my grandchild remain as your foes.
You slayed millions in the Kurukshetra war. Has your lust for massacre not been satiated?
Let your burning enmity towards us be put to rest. You may kill this little child as well.
Gods! are you not seeing the grief of this poor woman.
All my brothers and husband died in the war. Now my only child also has been stolen by fate.
O! Beloved, I now have to leave for the war. You stay here unperturbed (with our son Suradha).
I shall kill our enemies in the war, and shall soon return victorious. Have no doubt.