siMhaM nasanta madhvo ayaasaM harim aruSaM divo asya patim

Our skin was black like an oven because of the terrible famine.

asmin hi vaH savane ratnadheyaM gamantv indram anu vo madaasaH

varuNaH praavitaa bhuvan mitro vishvaabhir uutibhiH

tripaad uurdhva ud ait puruSaH paado .asyehaabhavat punaH

sapta prati pravata aashayaanam ahiM vajreNa vi riNaa aparvan

turiiyam id rohitasya paakasthaamaanam bhojaM daataaram abravam

vasaano atkaM surabhiM dRshe kaM sva\r Na naama janata priyaaNi

aa no rayiM vahatam ota viiraan aa vishvaany amRtaa saubhagaani

aa kRSNena rajasaa vartamaano niveshayann amRtam martyaM ca

aniikam asya na minaj janaasaH puraH pashyanti nihitam aratau

kumaaram maataa yuvatiH samubdhaM guhaa bibharti na dadaati pitre

aa shyenaaso na pakSiNo vRthaa naro havyaa no viitaye gata

tvaadattebhii rudra shaMtamebhiH shataM himaa ashiiya bheSajebhiH

ka imaM vo niNyam aa ciketa vatso maatRRr janayata svadhaabhiH

Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.

asthur atra dhenavaH pinvamaanaa mahii dasmasya maataraa samiicii

yathaa jaghantha dhRSataa puraa cid evaa jahi shatrum asmaakam indra

pibaa vardhasva tava ghaa sutaasa indra somaasaH prathamaa uteme

yenaa nir aMhaso yuuyam paatha nethaa ca martyam ati dviSaH

atash cid aa janiSiiSTa pravRddho maa maataram amuyaa pattave kaH

And they made signs to his father, how he would have him called.

paraavataM naasatyaanudethaam uccaabudhnaM cakrathur jihmabaaram

yena jigaaya shatavat sahasraM gavaam mudgalaH pRtanaajyeSu