पारावताश्वः स रथमास्थाय परवीरहा' धनुर्विष्फार्य संक्रुद्धो नोदयित्वा च वाहिनीम् । ययौ तं मद्रकानीकं केकयांश्च परंतप
Mounted on his chariot drawn by pigeongrey steeds, the destroyer of enemy heroes, stringing his bow in wrath and urging his troops forward, advanced against the Madra and Kekaya divisions.
तेन कीर्तिमता गुप्तमनीकं दृढधन्वना। संरब्धरथनागाश्वं योत्स्यमानमशोभत
That renowned and steadfast bowman, protecting his division, shone forth as he prepared for battle, with chariots, elephants, and horses all eager for combat.
सोऽर्जुनप्रमुखे यान्तं पाञ्चालकुलवर्धनः । त्रिभिः शारद्वतं बाणैर्जत्रदेशे समार्पयत्
As he advanced before Arjuna, the glory of the Panchala line, he struck Sharadvata's son with three arrows in the region of the collarbone.
ततः स मद्रकान्हत्वा दशैव दशभिः शरैः । पृष्ठरक्षं जघानाशु भल्लेन कृतवर्मणः
Then, having slain ten Madra warriors with ten arrows, he swiftly struck Kritavarma's rear-guard with a razor-sharp shaft.
दमनं चापि दायादं पौरवस्य महात्मनः । जघान विमलाग्नेण नाराचेन परंतपः
He also slew Damana, the noble heir of the mighty Paurava, with a gleaming, fire-like iron arrow.
ततः सांयमनेः पुत्रः पाञ्चाल्यं युद्धदुर्मदम् । अविध्यत्रिंशता बाणैर्दशभिश्चास्य सारथिम्
Then the son of Samyamani, enraged in battle, pierced the Panchala chief with thirty arrows and his charioteer with ten.
सोऽतिविद्धो महेष्वासः सृक्किणी परिसंलिहन्। भल्लेन भृशतीक्ष्णेन निचकर्तास्य कार्मुकम्
Though grievously wounded, the great archer, licking the corners of his mouth, severed his opponent's bow with a keen and forceful razor-headed arrow.
अथैनं पञ्चविंशत्या क्षिप्रमेव समार्पयत् । अश्वांश्चास्यावधीद्राजन्नुभौ तौ पार्ष्णिसारथी
Then, at once, he struck him with twenty-five arrows and slew both his horses and his two charioteers, O King.
स हताश्वे रते तिष्ठन्ददर्श भरतर्षभ । पुत्रः सांयमनेः पुत्रं पाञ्चाल्यस्य महात्मनः
Standing on his chariot with his horses slain, the son of Samyamani beheld the son of the noble Panchala chief, O bull among the Bharatas.
स प्रगृह्य महाघोरं निस्त्रिंशवरमायसम् । पदातिस्तूर्णमानर्च्छद्रथस्यं पुरुषर्षभः
Seizing a terrible, excellent iron scimitar, that best of men, now on foot, swiftly leapt onto the chariot.
तं महौघमिवायान्तं स्वात्पतन्तमिवोरगम् । भ्रान्तावरणनिस्त्रिंशं कालोत्सृष्टमिवान्तकम्
As he advanced like a great flood, like a serpent falling upon its prey, whirling his flashing scimitar, he seemed like Death unleashed by Time.
दीप्यमानमिवादित्यं मत्तवारणविक्रमम् । अपश्यन्पाण्डवास्तत्र धृष्टद्युम्नश्च पार्षतः
Glowing like the sun, with the might of a maddened elephant, the Pandavas and Dhrishtadyumna, son of Prishata, beheld him there.
तस्य पाञ्चालदायादः प्रतीपमभिधावतः। शितनिस्त्रिंशहस्तस्य शरावरणधारिणः
As the Panchala heir rushed to meet him, scimitar in hand and bearing a shield of arrows, he confronted him head-on.
बाणवेगमतीतस्य तथाभ्याशमुपेयुषः । त्वरन्सेनापतिः क्रुद्धो बिभेद गदया शिरः
As he drew near, surpassing the speed of arrows, the enraged commander, acting swiftly, struck his head with a mace.
तस्य राजन्सनिस्त्रिंशं सुप्रभं च शरावरम् । हतस्य पततो हस्ताद्वेगेन न्यपतद्भुवि
O King, as he fell slain, his shining scimitar and splendid shield dropped swiftly from his hand to the earth.
तं निहत्य गदाग्रेण स लेभे परमां मुदम्। पुत्रः पाञ्चालराजस्य महात्मा भीमविक्रमः
Having slain him with the tip of his mace, the mighty son of the Panchala king, of Bhima's prowess, attained supreme joy.
तस्मिन्हते महेष्वासे शल्यपुत्रे महारथे । हाहाकारो महानासीत्तव सैन्यस्य मारिष
When that great archer, the mighty car-warrior, son of Shalya, was slain, a great outcry arose in your army, O Māriṣa.
ततः सांयमनिः क्रुद्धो दृष्ट्वा निहतामात्मजम् । अभिदुद्राव वेगेन पाञ्चाल्यं युद्धदुर्मदम्
Then Sāṃyamani, enraged upon seeing his son killed, rushed swiftly against the impetuous warrior of the Pāñcālas.
तौ तत्र समरे शूरौ समेतौ युद्धदुर्मदौ । ददृशुः सर्वराजानः कुरवः पाण्डवास्तथा
There, those two fierce warriors, both intoxicated with battle, met on the field; all the kings, both Kurus and Pāṇḍavas, beheld them.
ततः सांयमनिः क्रुद्धः पार्षतं परवीरहा। आजघान त्रिभिर्बाणैस्तोत्रैरिव महाद्विपम्
Then Sāṃyamani, enraged, struck Pārṣata, the destroyer of enemy heroes, with three arrows, as an elephant is struck by goads.
तथैव पार्षतं शूरं शल्यः समितिशोभनः। आजघानोरसि क्रुद्धस्ततो युद्धमवर्तत
Likewise, Shalya, the ornament of the battlefield, angrily struck the valiant Pārṣata on the chest; then the battle continued.
दैवमेव परं मन्ये पौरुषादपि सञ्जय। यत्सैन्यं मम पुत्रस्य पाण्डुपुत्रेण वध्यते
Indeed, Sañjaya, I think fate is supreme over human effort, since my son's army is being slain by the son of Pāṇḍu.
नित्यं हि मामकांस्तात हतानेव हि शंससि। अव्यग्रांश्च प्रहृष्टांश्च नित्यं शंशसि पाण्डवान्
For, O dear one, you always report my men as slain, and you always describe the Pāṇḍavas as untroubled and rejoicing.
विभग्नांश्च प्रनष्टांश्च नित्यं शंससि मामकान्।' हीनान्पुरुषकारेण मामकानद्य सञ्जय । पातितान्पात्यमानांश्च हतानेव च शंससि
You always report my men as broken and lost, Sañjaya, lacking in valor, fallen or being felled, and as if already slain.
युध्यमानान्यथाशक्ति घटमानाञ्जयं प्रति। पाण्डवा हि जयन्त्येव जीयन्ते चैव मामकाः
Though they fight to the best of their ability and strive for victory, the Pāṇḍavas always prevail, and my men are always defeated.
सोऽहं तीव्राणि दुःस्वानि दुर्योधनकृतानि च। श्रोष्यामि सततं तात दुःसहानि बहूनि च
Thus I shall constantly hear, O dear one, the harsh and unbearable sounds of lamentation caused by Duryodhana.
तमुपायं न पश्यामि जीयेरन्येन पाण्डवान् । मामका विजयं युद्धे प्राप्नुयुर्येन सञ्जय
I do not see any means by which my men might conquer the Pāṇḍavas and win victory in battle, Sañjaya.
क्षयं मनुष्यदेहानां गजवाजिरथक्षयम्। श्रृणु राजन्स्थिरो भूत्वा तवैवापनयो महान्
Hear, O king, with steadiness, of the great destruction of men, elephants, horses, and chariots that has befallen your side.
धृष्टद्युम्नस्तु शल्येन पीडितो नवभिः शरैः। पीडयामास संक्रुद्धो मद्राधिपतिमायसैःक
Then Dhṛṣṭadyumna, oppressed by Shalya with nine arrows, angrily harassed the king of Madra with his own devices.
तत्राद्भुतमपश्याम पार्षस्य पराक्रमम् । न्यवारयत यस्तूर्णं शल्यं समितिशोभनम्
There we beheld a wondrous feat of Pārṣata's valor, as he swiftly checked Shalya, the ornament of the battlefield.