परश्वधैस्तत्र शिलोपलैश्च त्रिशूलवज्रोत्तमकम्पनैश्च शरीरसद्मक्षपणं सुघोरं युद्धं प्रवृत्तं दृढवैरबद्धम्
There, with axes, stones, tridents, thunderbolts, and mighty clubs, a most terrible battle broke out, bent on mutual destruction, bound by deep enmity.
अन्योन्यमुद्दिश्य विमर्दतां च प्रधावतां चैव विनिघ्नतां च शब्दो बभूवामरदानवानां युगान्तकालेष्विव सागराणाम्
As they rushed at each other, clashing and striking, the sound of gods and Asuras was like the roar of oceans at the end of an age.
व्रणैरजस्रं क्षतजं वमन्तः कोपोपरक्ता बहुधा नदन्तः गणेश्वरास्ते ऽसुरपुंगवाश्च युध्यन्ति शब्दं च महदुद्गिरन्तः
Streaming with wounds, ever vomiting blood, flushed with wrath, roaring in many ways, the lords of the hosts and the foremost Asuras fought, sending forth a mighty tumult.
मार्गाः पुरे लोहितकर्दमालाः स्वर्णेष्टकास्फाटिकभिन्नचित्राः कृता मुहूर्तेन सुखेन गन्तुं छिन्नोत्तमाङ्गाङ्घ्रिकराः करालाः
The streets of the city became muddy with blood, scattered with broken gold bricks and crystal, and in a moment, the fierce ones, their heads, feet, and hands severed, lay strewn, making passage easy.
कोपावृताक्षः स तु तारकाख्यः संख्ये सवृक्षः सगिरिर्निलीनः तस्मिन्क्षणे द्वारवरं रिरक्षो रुद्धं भवेनाद्भुतविक्रमेण
Then Taraka, his eyes red with rage, concealed among trees and mountains in the battle, at that moment, with wondrous might, stood to defend the blocked main gate.
स तत्र प्राकारागतांश्च भूताञ् छातन् महानद्भुतवीर्यसत्त्वः चचार चाप्तेन्द्रियगर्वदृप्तः पुराद्विनिष्क्रम्य ररास घोरम्
There, that being of great and wondrous strength and courage, proud of his mastery over his senses, drove away the spirits who had come to the ramparts, and, emerging from the city, let out a terrible roar.
ततः स दैत्योत्तमपर्वताभो यथाञ्जसा नाग इवाभिमत्तः निवारितो रुद्ररथं जिघृक्षुर् यथार्णवः सर्पति चातिवेलः
Then that foremost Daitya, towering like a great mountain, rushed like an enraged elephant, seeking to seize Rudra's chariot, but was restrained, as the ocean is held back at its limit.
शेषः सुधन्वा गिरिशश्च देवश् चतुर्मुखो यः स त्रिलोचनश्च ते तारकाख्याभिगता गताजौ क्षोभं यथा वायुवशात्समुद्राः
Shesha, Sudhanvan, the god Girisha, and the four-faced one, the three-eyed god—all, having approached Taraka, were shaken in battle, like oceans disturbed by the wind.
शेषो गिरीशः सपितामहेशश् चोत्क्षुभ्यमाणः स रथे ऽम्बरस्थः बिभेद संधीषु बलाभिपन्नः कूजन्निनादांश्च करोति घोरान्
Shesha, Girisha, and the lord of grandsires, greatly agitated, stood on their chariot in the sky, assailed at the joints by force, making dreadful sounds.
एकं तु ऋग्वेदतुरंगमस्य पृष्ठे पदं न्यस्य वृषस्य चैकम् तस्थौ भवः सोद्यतबाणचापः पुरस्य तत्सङ्गसमीक्षमाणः
Bhava, with bow and arrow raised, stood placing one foot on the back of the Rigveda-horse and one on the bull, observing the mass of the city.
तदा भवपदन्यासाद् धयस्य वृषभस्य च पेतुः स्तनाश्च दन्ताश्च पीडिताभ्यां त्रिशूलिना
Then, from the pressure of Bhava's foot on the horse and the bull, their teats and teeth fell out, pressed by the trident-bearer.
ततःप्रभृति चाश्वानां स्तना दन्ता गवां तथा मूढाः समभवंस्तेन चादृश्यत्वमुपागताः
From that time, the teats and teeth of horses and cows became dull, and thus they came to be seen as such.
तारकाख्यस्तु भीमाक्षो रौद्ररक्तान्तरेक्षणः रुद्रान्तिके सुसंरुद्धो नन्दिना कुलनन्दिना
Tāraka, with terrifying eyes and blood-red pupils, was tightly restrained by Nandin, the joy of his lineage, in the presence of Rudra.
परश्वधेन तीक्ष्णेन स नन्दी दानवेश्वरम् तक्षयामास वै तक्षा चन्दनं गन्धदो यथा
Then Nandin, wielding a sharp axe, struck the lord of the Dānavas, cutting him down as a woodcutter fells a sandalwood tree.
परश्वधहतः शूरः शैलादिः शरभो यथा दुद्राव खड्गं निष्कृष्य तारकाख्यो गणेश्वरम्
Wounded by the axe, the heroic Tāraka, like a wild beast struck by a mountain, fled after drawing his sword against the lord of the Gaṇas.
यज्ञोपवीतम् आदाय चिछेद च ननाद च ततः सिंहरवो घोरः शङ्खशब्दश्च भैरवः गणेश्वरैः कृतस्तत्र तारकाख्ये निषूदिते
Seizing the sacred thread, he cut it and roared; then there arose a dreadful lion's roar and a terrifying blast of conches, made by the lords of the Gaṇas when Tāraka was slain.
प्रमथारसितं श्रुत्वा वादित्रस्वनमेव च पार्श्वस्थः सुमहापार्श्वं विद्युन्मालिं मयो ऽब्रवीत्
Hearing the black Pramathas and the sound of musical instruments, Maya, who stood nearby, spoke to Vidyunmālī of the mighty side.
बहुवदनवतां किमेष शब्दो नदतां श्रूयते भिन्नसागराभः वद वचनं तडिन्मालिन् किं किम् एतद्गणपाला युयुधुर्ययुर्गजेन्द्राः
Why is this sound, like the roar of many-mouthed beings, heard as if the ocean were split? Speak, O Vidyunmālī, what is this? Have the elephant-lord Gaṇapālas gone to battle?
इति मयवचनाङ्कुशार्दितस्तं तडिन्माली रविरिवांशुमाली रणशिरसि समागतः सुराणां निजगादेदम् अरिंदमो ऽतिहर्षात्
Thus addressed by Maya, Vidyunmālī, radiant as the sun with its rays, came to the battlefield and, delighted, spoke these words to the foe-subduing gods.
यमवरुणमहेन्द्ररुद्रवीर्यस् तव यशसो निधिर्धीर तारकाख्यः सकलसमरशीर्षपर्वतेन्द्रो युद्ध्वा यस्तपति हि तारको गणेन्द्रैः
O steadfast one, Tāraka, the repository of your fame and the power of Yama, Varuṇa, Mahendra, and Rudra, who was the mountain peak of all battlefields, now perishes in battle with the lords of the Gaṇas.
मृदितम् उपनिशम्य तारकाख्यं रविदीप्तानलभीषणायताक्षम् हृषितसकलनेत्रलोमसत्त्वाः प्रमथास्तोयमुचो यथा नदन्ति
Hearing that Tāraka was crushed, the Pramathas, their eyes and bodies brimming with joy, roared like rainclouds, their eyes blazing like the sun and fire.
इति सुहृदो वचनं निशम्य तत् त्वं तडिमालेः स मयः सुवर्णमाली रणशिरस्य् असिताञ्जनाचलाभो जगदे वाक्यमिदं नवेन्दुमालिम्
Hearing these words of his friend, Maya, adorned with a golden garland, spoke on the battlefield to Vidyunmālī, whose form was like a dark collyrium mountain and who wore a new moon-crested diadem.
विद्युन्मालिन्न नः कालः साधितुं ह्यवहेलया करोमि विक्रमेणैतत् पुरं व्यसनवर्जितम्
O Vidyunmālī, now is not the time for us to act carelessly; I will, with valor, make this city free from calamity.
विद्युन्माली ततः क्रुद्धो मयश्च त्रिपुरेश्वरः गणाञ्जघ्नुस्तु द्राघिष्ठाः सहितास्तैर्महासुरैः
Then Vidyunmālī, enraged, and Maya, lord of Tripura, together with the great Asuras, struck down the foremost Gaṇas.
येन येन ततो विद्युन् माली याति मयश्च सः तेन तेन पुरं शून्यं प्रमथैः प्रहृतैः कृतम्
Wherever Vidyunmālī and Maya went, there the cities were emptied by the blows of the Pramathas.
अथ यमवरुणमृदङ्गघोषैः पणवडिण्डिमज्यास्वनप्रघोषैः सकरतलपुटैश्च सिंहनादैर् भवमभिपूज्य तदा सुरा अवतस्थुः
Then, with the sounds of drums of Yama and Varuṇa, the resounding of paṇavas and ḍiṇḍimas, and the clapping of hands with lion-like roars, the gods worshipped Bhava and stood ready.
सम्पूज्यमानो दितिजैर्महात्मभिः सहस्ररश्मिप्रतिमौजसैर् विभुः अभिष्टुतः सत्यरतैस् तपोधनैर् यथास्तशृङ्गाभिगतो दिवाकरः
Honored by the mighty Daityas, radiant with power like a thousand suns, and praised by the truth-abiding, ascetic sages, he shone like the sun approaching the mountain at sunset.
तारकाख्ये हते युद्धे उत्सार्य प्रमथान्मयः उवाच दानवान्भूयो भूयः स तु भयावृतान्
After Tāraka was slain in battle and the Pramathas were driven away, Maya, filled with fear, addressed the Dānavas again and again.
भो ऽसुरेन्द्राधुना सर्वे निबोधध्वं प्रभाषितम् यत्कर्तव्यं मया चैव युष्माभिश्च महाबलैः
O lords of the Asuras, now all of you listen to what I say—what must be done by me and by you, O mighty ones.
पुष्यं समेष्यते काले चन्द्रश्चन्द्रनिभाननाः यदैकं त्रिपुरं सर्वं क्षणमेकं भविष्यति
When the star Puṣya arrives in due time and the moon, whose face is like the moon, comes, then for a single moment all three cities will become one.