एवं संस्तूयमाना सा देवैर् देवम् अधारयत् गर्भेण पुण्डरीकाक्षं जगतां त्राणकारणम्
Thus praised by the gods, she bore in her womb the lotus-eyed Lord, the cause of the world's deliverance.
ततो ऽखिलजगत्पद्मबोधायाच्युतभानुना देवक्याः पूर्वसंध्यायाम् आविर्भूतं महात्मना
Then, at dawn, for the awakening of the lotus of the universe, the great-souled Acyuta appeared to Devakī.
मध्यरात्रे ऽखिलाधारे जायमाने जनार्दने मन्दं जगर्जुर् जलदाः पुष्पवृष्टिमुचः सुराः
At midnight, when Janārdana, the support of all, was being born, the clouds rumbled softly and the gods showered flowers.
फुल्लेन्दीवरपत्त्राभं चतुर्बाहुम् उदीक्ष्य तम् श्रीवत्सवक्षसं जातं तुष्टावानकदुन्दुभिः
Seeing him, four-armed, resembling the petals of a blooming blue lotus, with the mark of Śrīvatsa on his chest, Vasudeva rejoiced at his birth.
अभिष्टूय च तं वाग्भिः प्रसन्नाभिर् महामतिः विज्ञापयाम् आस तदा कंसाद् भीतो द्विजोत्तमाः
Having praised him with pleasing words, the wise Vasudeva, fearful of Kaṃsa, then made his request, O best of the twice-born.
ज्ञातो ऽसि देवदेवेश शङ्खचक्रगदाधर दिव्यं रूपम् इदं देव प्रसादेनोपसंहर
You are known, O Lord of gods, wielder of conch, discus, and mace. Withdraw this divine form, O god, by your grace.
अद्यैव देव कंसो ऽयं कुरुते मम यातनाम् अवतीर्णम् इति ज्ञात्वा त्वाम् अस्मिन् मन्दिरे मम
Today itself, O god, Kaṃsa will torment me, knowing you have descended in this temple of mine.
यो ऽनन्तरूपो ऽखिलविश्वरूपो गर्भे ऽपि लोकान् वपुषा बिभर्ति प्रसीदताम् एष स देवदेवः स्वमाययाविष्कृतबालरूपः
He who is of infinite forms, who embodies the entire universe, who, even in the womb, upholds the worlds with his form—may that Lord of gods, who reveals the form of a child by his own power, be gracious.
उपसंहर सर्वात्मन् रूपम् एतच् चतुर्भुजम् जानातु मावतारं ते कंसो ऽयं दितिजान्तक
Withdraw this four-armed form, O all-pervading one, so that Kaṃsa, the destroyer of the Daityas, will not know of your descent.
स्तुतो ऽहं यत् त्वया पूर्वं पुत्रार्थिन्या तद् अद्य ते सफलं देवि संजातं जातो ऽहं यत् तवोदरात्
That which you previously praised me for, desiring a son, O goddess, has today borne fruit; I have been born from your womb.
इत्य् उक्त्वा भगवांस् तूष्णीं बभूव मुनिसत्तमाः वसुदेवो ऽपि तं रात्राव् आदाय प्रययौ बहिः
Having spoken thus, the Blessed Lord became silent, O best of sages. Vasudeva then, in the night, took him and went outside.
मोहिताश् चाभवंस् तत्र रक्षिणो योगनिद्रया मथुराद्वारपालाश् च व्रजत्य् आनकदुन्दुभौ
There, the guards were deluded by Yogamāyā's sleep, and the gatekeepers of Mathurā too, as Ānakadundubhi departed.
वर्षतां जलदानां च तत् तोयम् उल्बणं निशि संछाद्य तं ययौ शेषः फणैर् आनकदुन्दुभिम्
As the clouds poured heavy rain that night, Śeṣa covered Ānakadundubhi with his hoods and went forth.
यमुनां चातिगम्भीरां नानावर्तशताकुलाम् वसुदेवो वहन् विष्णुं जानुमात्रवहां ययौ
Vasudeva, carrying Viṣṇu, crossed the Yamunā, which was exceedingly deep and filled with hundreds of swirling currents, its water reaching up to his knees.
कंसस्य करम् आदाय तत्रैवाभ्यागतांस् तटे नन्दादीन् गोपवृद्धांश् च यमुनायां ददर्श सः
There on the bank, he saw Nanda and the elder cowherds, who had come to pay tribute to Kaṃsa.
तस्मिन् काले यशोदापि मोहिता योगनिद्रया ताम् एव कन्यां मुनयः प्रासूत मोहिते जने
At that time, Yaśodā too was overcome by Yogamāyā's sleep, and as the people were deluded, she gave birth to that very girl, O sages.
वसुदेवो ऽपि विन्यस्य बालम् आदाय दारिकाम् यशोदाशयने तूर्णम् आजगामामितद्युतिः
Vasudeva, of immeasurable splendor, quickly placed the boy on Yaśodā's bed and took the girl.
ददर्श च विबुद्ध्वा सा यशोदा जातम् आत्मजम् नीलोत्पलदलश्यामं ततो ऽत्यर्थं मुदं ययौ
When Yaśodā awoke, she saw her newborn son, dark as a blue lotus petal, and was filled with great joy.
आदाय वसुदेवो ऽपि दारिकां निजमन्दिरम् देवकीशयने न्यस्य यथापूर्वम् अतिष्ठत
Vasudeva then brought the girl to his own house and placed her on Devakī's bed, remaining as before.
ततो बालध्वनिं श्रुत्वा रक्षिणः सहसोत्थिताः कंसम् आवेदयाम् आसुर् देवकीप्रसवं द्विजाः
Hearing the cry of the child, the guards immediately arose and informed Kaṃsa, O twice-born, of Devakī's delivery.
कंसस् तूर्णम् उपेत्यैनां ततो जग्राह बालिकाम् मुञ्च मुञ्चेति देवक्यासन्नकण्ठं निवारितः
Kaṃsa quickly came and seized the girl, though Devakī, with her neck adorned, pleaded, 'Let go, let go!'
चिक्षेप च शिलापृष्ठे सा क्षिप्ता वियति स्थितिम् अवाप रूपं च महत् सायुधाष्टमहाभुजम् प्रजहास तथैवोच्चैः कंसं च रुषिताब्रवीत्
He hurled her upon a stone, but as she was thrown, she remained suspended in the air, assuming a great form with eight mighty arms, bearing weapons. She laughed loudly and, enraged, spoke to Kaṃsa.
किं मयाक्षिप्तया कंस जातो यस् त्वां हनिष्यति सर्वस्वभूतो देवानाम् आसीन् मृत्युः पुरा स ते तद् एतत् संप्रधार्याशु क्रियतां हितम् आत्मनः
"Why do you attack me, Kaṃsa? The one who will kill you has already been born. He, who is the very essence of the gods and was formerly their death, is now your doom. Consider this well and quickly act for your own good."
इत्य् उक्त्वा प्रययौ देवी दिव्यस्रग्गन्धभूषणा पश्यतो भोजराजस्य स्तुता सिद्धैर् विहायसा
Having spoken thus, the goddess, adorned with divine garlands, scents, and ornaments, departed through the sky as the king of the Bhojas looked on, praised by the Siddhas.
कंसस् त्व् अथोद्विग्नमनाः प्राह सर्वान् महासुरान् प्रलम्बकेशिप्रमुखान् आहूयासुरपुंगवान्
Then Kaṃsa, his mind greatly disturbed, summoned all the great Asuras, headed by Pralamba and Keśi, and addressed the foremost of the demons.
हे प्रलम्ब महाबाहो केशिन् धेनुक पूतने अरिष्टाद्यैस् तथा चान्यैः श्रूयतां वचनं मम
"O Pralamba, mighty-armed one, Keśin, Dhenuka, Pūtanā, Ariṣṭa, and others as well, hear my words."
मां हन्तुम् अमरैर् यत्नः कृतः किल दुरात्मभिः मद्वीर्यतापितान् वीरान् न त्व् एतान् गणयाम्य् अहम्
The wicked gods indeed made efforts to kill me, but I do not count as anything those heroes who have been tormented by my own power.
आश्चर्यं कन्यया चोक्तं जायते दैत्यपुंगवाः हास्यं मे जायते वीरास् तेषु यत्नपरेष्व् अपि
It is astonishing what the maiden has said, O chiefs of the Daityas; it makes me laugh at those so-called heroes, even though they strive with all their might.
तथापि खलु दुष्टानां तेषाम् अप्य् अधिकं मया अपकाराय दैत्येन्द्रा यतनीयं दुरात्मनाम्
Nevertheless, O lords of the Daityas, I must make even greater efforts to harm those wicked ones.
उत्पन्नश् चापि मृत्युर् मे भूतभव्यभवत्प्रभुः इत्य् एतद् बालिका प्राह देवकीगर्भसंभवा
And death has arisen for me, the lord of past, future, and present—thus spoke the maiden, who was born from Devakī’s womb.