अमर्षणश्च कौन्तेयो दृढवैरश्च पाण्डवः । अनर्महासी सोन्मादस्तिर्यक्प्रेक्षी महास्वनः
The son of Kunti is impatient, the Pandava is firm in enmity; he is not playful, is frenzied, looks askance, and roars greatly.
महावेगो महोत्साहो महाबाहुर्महाबलः। मन्दानां मम पुत्राणां युद्धेनान्तं करिष्यति
He is swift, enthusiastic, strong-armed, and immensely powerful; he will bring an end to my slow-witted sons through battle.
उरुग्राहगृहीतानां गदां बिभ्रद्वृकोदरः। कुरूणामृषभो युद्धे दण्डपाणिरिवान्तकः
Vṛkodara, bearing the mace seized from the house of the great serpent, O bull among Kurus, will be like Death with his staff in battle.
अष्टाश्रिमायसीं घोरां गदां काञ्चनभूषणाम् । मनसाहं प्रपश्यामि ब्रह्मदण्डमिवोद्यतम्
I envision in my mind his eight iron maces, terrifying and adorned with gold, raised like the staff of Brahma.
यथा मृगाणां यूथेषु सिंहो जातबलश्चरेत्। मामकेषु तथा भीमो बलेषु विचरिष्यति
Just as a lion, born strong, moves among herds of deer, so Bhima will move among my sons in the midst of their forces.
सर्वेषां मम पुत्राणां स एकः क्रूरविक्रमः । बह्वाशी विप्रतीपश्च बाल्येपि रभसः सदा
Among all my sons, he alone is fierce in action, eats much, is contrary, and even in youth is always impetuous.
उद्वेपते मे हृदयं ये मे दुर्योधनादयः। बाल्येऽपि तेन युद्ध्यन्तो वारणेनेव मर्दिताः
My heart trembles when I recall how Duryodhana and the others, even in their youth, were crushed by him in battle, as elephants are subdued.
तस्य वीर्येण संक्लिष्टा नित्यमेव सुता मम। स एव हेतुर्भेदस्य भीमो भीमपराक्रमः
My sons have always been afflicted by his strength; Bhima, of terrible might, is the very cause of this division.
ग्रसमानमनीकानि नरवारणवाजिनाम्। पश्यामीवाग्रतो भीमं क्रोधमूर्छितमाहवे
I seem to see Bhima before me in battle, seized by wrath, devouring ranks of men, elephants, and horses.
अस्त्रे द्रोणार्जुनसमं वायुवेगसमं जवे। महेश्वरसमं क्रोधे को हन्याद्भीममाहवे
Who could slay Bhima in battle, who is equal to Drona and Arjuna in weapons, as swift as the wind, and in fury like Maheshvara?
सञ्जयाचक्ष्व मे शूरं भीमसेनममर्षणम् । .......... येऽहं यत्तेन रिपुघातिना । ..... सर्वे पुत्राः मम मनस्विना
Sanjaya, tell me of the mighty, unyielding Bhimasena, by whom, with his enemy-destroying power, all my sons are threatened.
येन भीमबला यक्षा राक्षसाश्च पुरा हताः। कथं तस्य रणे वेगं मानुषः प्रसहिष्यति
By whose strength Yakshas and Rakshasas were once slain—how could any man withstand his force in battle?
न स जातु वशे तस्थौ मम बाल्येऽपि सञ्जय । किं पुनर्मम दुष्पुत्रैः क्लिष्टः संप्रति पाण्डवः
Even in his youth, Sanjaya, he never submitted to me; how much less now, tormented by my wicked sons, will that Pandava yield?
निष्ठुरो रोषणोऽत्यर्थं भज्येतापि न संनमेत्। तिर्यक्प्रेक्षीं संहतभ्रूः कथं शाम्येद्वृकोदरः
Harsh and exceedingly wrathful, he would break but not bend; with sidelong glances and knit brows, how could Vrikodara ever be appeased?
शूरस्तथाऽप्रतिबलो गौरस्ताल इवोन्नतः। प्रमाणतो भीमसेनः प्रादेशेनाधिकोऽर्जुनात्
He is valiant, unmatched in strength, towering like a tall palm; in stature, Bhimasena surpasses Arjuna by a span.
जवेन वाजिनोऽत्येति बलेनान्त्येति कुञ्जरान् । अव्यक्तजल्पी मध्वक्षो मध्यमः पाण्डवो बली
He outstrips horses in speed, overpowers elephants in strength; indistinct in speech, honey-eyed, the powerful middle Pandava.
इति बाल्ये श्रुतः पूर्वं मया व्यासमुखात्पुरा। रूपतो वीर्यतश्चैव याथातथ्येन पाण्डवः
Thus, in my youth, I once heard from Vyasa himself of the Pandava’s true form and might.
आयसेन स दण्डेन रथन्नागान्नरान्हयान्। हनिष्यति रणे क्रुद्धो रौद्रः क्रूरपराक्रमः
With his iron mace, in wrath, that fierce warrior will strike down chariots, elephants, men, and horses in battle.
अमर्षी नित्यसंरब्धो भीमः प्रहरतां वरः। मया तात प्रतीपानि कुर्वन्पूर्वं विमानितः
Bhima, ever impetuous and unyielding, foremost among fighters, was once insulted by me, father, as he acted against me.
निष्कर्णामायसीं स्थूलां सुपार्श्वां काञ्चनीं गदाम् । शतघ्नीं शतनिर्हादां कथं शक्ष्यन्ति मे सुताः
How will my sons withstand his massive, iron, thick, broad, golden mace, which thunders like a hundred destroyers?
अपारमप्लवागाधं समुद्रं शरवेधनम् । भीमसेनमयं दुर्गं तात मन्दास्तितीर्षवः
That fortress made of Bhimasena is like a boundless, unfathomable ocean, filled with arrows, which the feeble-minded wish to cross.
क्रोशतो मे न श्रृण्वन्ति बालाः पण्डितमानिनः । विषमं न हि मन्यन्ते प्रापतं मधुदर्शिनः
My sons, though I cry out, do not listen, thinking themselves wise; intoxicated by honeyed visions, they do not see the danger.
संयुगे ये गमिष्यन्ति नररूपेण मृत्युना। नियतं चोदिता धात्रा सिंहेनेव महामृगाः
Those who will go to battle, urged on by fate, are as if meeting death in human form, like great beasts driven by a lion.
शैक्यां तात चतुष्किष्कुं षडश्रिममितौजसम्। प्रहितां दुःखसंस्पर्शां कथं शक्ष्यन्ति मे सुताः
How will my sons withstand, father, the four-bladed, six-edged, mighty, pain-inflicting spear of Shikhandin?
गदां भ्रामयतस्तस्य भिन्दतो हस्तिमस्तकान्। सृक्किणी लेलिहानस्य बाष्पमुत्सृजतो मुहुः
As he whirled his mace, smashing the heads of elephants, licking his lips and constantly shedding tears,
उद्दिश्य नागान्पततः कुर्वतो भैरवान्रवान्। प्रतीपं पततो मत्तान्कुञ्जरान्प्रति गर्जतः
Aiming at the elephants as he rushed, making terrifying roars, charging against the maddened tuskers and bellowing in reply,
विगाह्य रथमार्गेषु वरानुद्दिश्य निघ्नतः । अग्नेः प्रज्वलितस्येव अपि मुच्येत मे प्रजा
Plunging into the chariot paths, striking down the foremost warriors, it is as if my people could not escape from blazing fire.
वीथीं कुर्वन्महाबाहुर्द्रावयन्मम वाहिनीम् । नृत्यन्निव गदापाणिर्युगान्तं दर्शयिष्यति
With mighty arms, he will carve a path, scattering my army, and, mace in hand, dancing as if to show the end of the age.
प्रभिन्न इव मातङ्गः प्रभञ्जन्पुष्पितान्द्रुमान्। प्रवेक्ष्यति रणे सेनां पुत्राणां मे वृकोदरः
Like a rampaging elephant shattering blossoming trees, Vrikodara will break into the army of my sons in battle.
कुर्वन्रथान्विपुरुषान्विसारथिहयध्वजान् । आरुजन्पुरुषव्याघ्रो रथिनः सादिनस्तथा
The tiger among men will destroy chariots, mighty warriors, charioteers, horses, and banners, tearing apart both chariot-fighters and cavalry.