श्यामो युवा लोहिताक्षः सिंहस्कन्धो महाभुजः। नकुलो ग्लह एवैकी विद्ध्येतन्मम तद्धनम्
Dark, youthful, red-eyed, broad-shouldered, mighty-armed—Nakula is the single stake in the game; know that this is my wealth.
प्रियस्ते नकुलो राजन्राजपुत्रो युधिष्ठिर। अस्माकं वशतां प्राप्तो भूयः केनेह दीव्यसे
Nakula, the prince, is dear to you, O King Yudhishthira. He has come under our control; why do you continue to gamble here?
एवमुक्त्वा तु तानक्षाञ्शकुनिः प्रत्यदीव्यत। जितमित्येव शकुनिर्युधिष्ठिरमभाषत
Having spoken thus about the dice, Shakuni played again; and declared to Yudhishthira, 'You are defeated.'
अयं धर्मान्सहदेवोऽनुशास्ति लोके ह्यस्मिन्पण्डिताख्यां गतश्च। अनर्हता राजपुत्रेण तेन दीव्याम्यहं चाप्रियवत्प्रियेण
This Sahadeva instructs in righteousness; in this world he is renowned as wise. With this prince, who is unworthy, I gamble, as with one dear and one not dear.
एतच्छ्रुत्वा व्यवसितो निकृतिं समुपाश्रितः। जितमित्येव शकुनिर्युधिष्ठिरमभाषत
Hearing this, resolved and embracing deceit, Shakuni declared to Yudhishthira, 'You are defeated.'
माद्रीपुत्रौ प्रियौ राजंस्तवेमौ विजितौ मया। गरीयांसौ तु मन्ये भीमसेनधनञ्जयौ
These two sons of Madri, dear to you, O King, have been won by me; but I consider Bhimasena and Dhananjaya as greater.
अधर्मं चरसे नूनं यो नावेक्षसि वै नयम्। यो नः सुमनसां मूढ विभेदं कर्तुमिच्छसि
You surely act unrighteously, who do not consider the right path; you, fool, who wish to cause division among us who are of good mind.
गर्ते मत्तः प्रपतते प्रमत्तः स्थाणुमृच्छति। ज्येष्ठो राजन्व्ररिष्ठोऽसि नमस्ते भरतर्षभ
The intoxicated falls into a pit, the careless grasps a tree; you are the eldest, O King, the best among Bharatas; salutations to you.
स्वप्ने तानि न दृश्यन्ते जाग्रतो वा युधिष्ठिर। कितवा यानि दीव्यन्तः प्रलपन्त्युत्कटा इव
Those things are not seen in dreams, nor when awake, O Yudhishthira—those things which deceitful gamblers, raving like madmen, utter.
यो नः सङ्ख्ये नौरिव पारनेता जेता रिपूणां राजपुत्रस्तरस्वी। अनर्हता लोकवीरेण तेन दीव्याम्यहं शकुने फाल्गुनेन
He who, like a boatman in battle, leads us across, the swift prince who conquers our foes—by him, Phalguna, who is unworthy to be wagered, I gamble, O Shakuni.
एतच्छ्रुत्वा व्यवसितो निकृतिं समुपाश्रितः। जितमित्येव शकुनिर्युधिष्ठिरमभाषत
Hearing this, intent on deceit and resorting to trickery, Shakuni said to Yudhishthira, 'You have lost.'
अयं मया पाण्डवानां धनिर्धरः पराजितः पाण्डवः सव्यसाची। भीमेन राजन्दयितेन दीव्य यत्कैतवं पाण्डव तेऽवशिष्टम्
This wielder of wealth among the Pandavas, the left-handed archer, has been defeated by me, O Pandava. Whatever remains to you in this deceit, O Pandava, is Bhima, beloved of the king.
यो नो नेता यो युधि नः प्रणेता यथा वज्री दानवशत्रुरेकः। तिर्यक्प्रेक्षी सन्नतभ्रूर्महात्मा सिंहस्कन्धो यश्च सदाऽत्यमर्षी
He who is our leader, our commander in battle, like the wielder of the thunderbolt, the sole destroyer of the Danavas; he who glances sideways, with bent brows, great-souled, lion-shouldered, and ever unyielding—
बलेन तुल्यो यस्यप पुमान्न विद्यते गदाभृतामग्र्य इहारिमर्दनः। अनर्हता राजपुत्रेण तेन दीव्याम्यहं भीमसेनेन राजन्
There is no man equal to him in strength, the foremost among mace-wielders, crusher of enemies here. By him, the prince, who is unworthy to be wagered, I gamble, O king—by Bhimasena.
एतच्छ्रुत्वा व्यवसितो निकृतिं समुपाश्रितः। जितमित्येव शकुनिर्युधिष्ठिरमभाषत
Hearing this, intent on deceit and resorting to trickery, Shakuni said to Yudhishthira, 'You have lost.'
बहुवित्तं पराजैषीर्भ्रातॄंश्च सहयद्विपान्। आचक्ष्व वित्तं कौन्तेय यदि तेऽस्त्यपराजितम्
You have lost much wealth, your brothers, and your allied elephants. Declare, O son of Kunti, if you have any wealth left unbeaten.
अहं विशिष्टः सर्वेषां भ्रातॄणां दयितस्तथा। कुर्यामहं जितः कर्म स्वयमात्मन्युपल्पुते
I am the foremost and dearest of all the brothers. If I am defeated, I myself shall perform the act, considering myself lost.
एतच्छ्रुत्वा व्यवसितो निकृतिं समुपाश्रितः। जितमित्येव शकुनिर्युधिष्ठिरमभाषत
Hearing this, intent on deceit and resorting to trickery, Shakuni said to Yudhishthira, 'You have lost.'
एतत्पापिष्ठमकरोर्यदात्मानं पराजयेः। शिष्टे सति धने राजन्पाप आत्मपराजयः
This most wicked act you have done, in defeating yourself, while wealth still remained, O king—self-defeat is a sin.
एवमुक्त्वा मताक्षस्तान् ग्लहे सर्वानवस्थितान्। पराजयल्लोकवीरानुक्त्वा राज्ञां पृथक् पृथक्
Having thus spoken, the dice-player overcame all those renowned heroes in the game, one by one, without announcing to the kings.
अस्ति ते वै प्रिया राजन् ग्लह एकोऽपराजितः। पणस्व कृष्णां पाञ्चालीं तयात्मानं पुनर्जय
You still have one dear to you, O king, unbeaten in the game. Wager Draupadi, the daughter of Panchala, and win yourself back with her.
नैव ह्रस्वा न महती न कृशा नातिरोहिणी। नीलकुञ्चितकशी च तया दीव्याम्यहं त्वया
She is neither short nor tall, neither thin nor too plump, with dark curling hair. With her, I gamble against you.
शारदोत्पलपत्राक्ष्या शारदोत्पलगन्धया। शारदोत्पलसेविन्या रूपेण श्रीसमानया
With eyes like autumn lotuses, with the fragrance of autumn lotuses, devoted to autumn lotuses, equal to Lakshmi in beauty—
तथैव स्यादानुशंस्यात्तथ स्याद्रूपसम्पदा। तथा स्याच्छीलसम्पत्त्या यामिच्छेत्पुरुषः स्त्रियम्
So she is in compassion, so in beauty, so in virtue—such a woman as a man would desire.
सर्वैर्गुणैर्हि सम्पन्नामनुकूलां प्रियंवदाम्। यादृशीं धर्मकामार्थसिद्धिमिच्छेन्नरः स्त्रियम्
Endowed with all virtues, agreeable, sweet-spoken, such as a man would desire for the attainment of righteousness, desire, and wealth.
चरमं संविशति या प्रथमं प्रतिबुध्यते। आगोपालाविपालेभ्यः सर्वं वेद कृताकृतम्
She who lies down last and rises first, who knows everything done and undone by the cowherds and shepherds.
आभाति पद्मवद्वक्त्रं सस्वेदं मल्लिकेव च। वेदीमध्या दीर्घकेशी ताम्रास्या नातिलोमशा
Her face shines like a lotus, and with sweat, like a jasmine flower; in the midst of the assembly, she sits with long hair, coppery lips, and not overly hairy.
तयैवंविधया राजन्पाञ्चाल्याहं सुमध्यमा। ग्लहं दीव्यामि चार्वङ्ग्या द्रौपद्या हन्त सौबल
With such a woman, O King, with Draupadī of beautiful form and slender waist, I now stake her in the game, O son of Subala.
एवमुक्ते तु वचने धर्मराजेन धीमता। धिग्धिगित्येव वृद्धानां सभ्यानां निः सृता गिरः
When this was spoken by the wise king Yudhiṣṭhira, the elders in the assembly uttered only, 'Shame! Shame!'
चुक्षुभे सा सभा राजन्राज्ञां सञ्जत्रिरे शुचः। भीष्मद्रोणकृपादीनां स्वेदश्च समजायत
That assembly was disturbed, O King, and the hearts of the kings were filled with grief; sweat appeared on Bhīṣma, Droṇa, Kṛpa, and the others.