लब्धसंज्ञः क्षणाद्विष्णुश् चक्रं जग्राह दुर्धरम् दानवेन्द्रवसासिक्तं पिशिताशनकोन्मुखम्
Regaining consciousness, Vishnu seized the difficult-to-hold discus, stained with the demon king's blood and turned toward flesh-eaters.
मुमोच दानवेन्द्रस्य दृढं वक्षसि केशवः पपात चक्रं दैत्यस्य हृदये भास्करद्युति
Keśava hurled it firmly at the demon king's chest; the discus, radiant as the sun, fell upon the demon's heart.
व्यशीर्यत ततः काये नीलोत्पलमिवाश्मनि ततो वज्रं महेन्द्रस्तु प्रमुमोचार्चितं चिरम्
Then it shattered upon his body like a blue lotus upon a stone; after that, Mahendra released his long-cherished thunderbolt.
यस्मिञ्जयाशा शक्रस्य दानवेन्द्ररणे त्वभूत् तारकस्य सुसंप्राप्य शरीरं शौर्यशालिनः
In that battle, where Indra's hope of victory rested on the demon king, Tāraka, the valiant, was struck, and his body was attained.
व्यशीर्यत विकीर्णार्चिः शतधा खण्डतां गतम् विनाशमगमन्मुक्तं वायुनासुरवक्षसि
It shattered, its flames scattered, broken into a hundred pieces; released, it met destruction upon the demon's chest by Vayu.
ज्वलितं ज्वलनाभासम् अङ्कुशं कुलिशं यथा विनाशमागतं दृष्ट्वा वायुश्चाङ्कुशमाहवे
The blazing, fire-like goad, like a thunderbolt, was destroyed; seeing the goad's destruction in battle, Vayu also.
रुष्टः शैलेन्द्रमुत्पाट्य पुष्पितद्रुमकन्दरम् चिक्षेप दानवेन्द्राय पञ्चयोजनविस्तृतम्
Angered, he uprooted a mountain, its caves filled with blossoming trees, and hurled it at the lord of the Dānavas, its breadth spanning five yojanas.
महीधरं तम् आयान्तं दैत्यः स्मितमुखस्तदा जग्राह वामहस्तेन बालकन्दुकलीलया
As that mountain approached, the demon, with a smiling face, caught it in his left hand, as if playing with a child's ball.
ततो दण्डं समुद्यम्य कृतान्तः क्रोधमूर्छितः दैत्येन्द्रं मूर्ध्नि चिक्षेप भ्राम्य वेगेन दुर्जयः
Then, Death himself, overcome with wrath, raised his staff and, spinning it with force, hurled it at the demon king's head, invincible in might.
सो ऽसुरस्यापतन्मूर्ध्नि दैत्यस्तं च न बुद्धवान् कल्पान्तदहनालोकाम् अजय्यां ज्वलनस्ततः
That staff struck the demon's head, but the demon was unaware, for it shone with the light of the fire that ends an age, unconquerable, blazing forth.
शक्तिं चिक्षेप दुर्धर्षां दानवेन्द्राय संयुगे नवा शिरीषमालेव सास्य वक्षस्यराजत
He hurled a mighty spear at the lord of the Dānavas in battle, which, like a fresh śirīṣa flower, struck and shone upon his chest.
ततः खड्गं समाकृष्य कोशाद् आकाशनिर्मलम् भासितासितदिग्भागं लोकपालो ऽपि निरृतिः
Then Nirṛti, the guardian of the world, drew his sword from its spotless sheath, its brilliance illuminating the darkened quarters of the sky.
चिक्षेप दानवेन्द्राय तस्य मूर्ध्नि पपात च पतितश्चागमत्खड्गः स शीघ्रं शतखण्डताम्
He hurled it at the lord of the Dānavas, and it fell upon his head; but as it struck, the sword instantly shattered into a hundred pieces.
जलेशस्तूग्रदुर्धर्षं विषपावकभैरवम् मुमोच पाशं दैत्यस्य भुजबन्धाभिलाषुकः
The lord of waters, fierce and irresistible, released a noose blazing with the terror of poison-fire, desiring to bind the demon's arms.
स दैत्यभुजमासाद्य सर्पः सद्यो व्यपद्यत स्फुटितक्रकचक्रूरदशनालिर् महाहनुः
That serpent, reaching the demon's arm, perished at once, its great jaws and rows of sharp, saw-like teeth shattering apart.
ततो ऽश्विनौ समरुतः ससाध्याः समहोरगाः यक्षराक्षसगन्धर्वा दिव्यनानास्त्रपाणयः
Then the Aśvins, the Maruts, the Sādhyas, the great serpents, Yakṣas, Rākṣasas, and Gandharvas, all bearing divine and varied weapons—
जघ्नुर्दैत्येश्वरं सर्वे सम्भूय सुमहाबलाः न चास्त्राण्यस्य सजन्ति गात्रे वज्राचलोपमे
All these, assembling with immense strength, struck at the lord of the demons, but none of their weapons could pierce his body, as hard as a thunderbolt mountain.
ततो रथादवप्लुत्य तारको दानवाधिपः जघान कोटिशो देवान् करपार्ष्णिभिरेव च
Then Tāraka, lord of the Dānavas, leapt down from his chariot and slew the gods by the millions, using only his fists and heels.
हतशेषाणि सैन्यानि देवानां विप्रदुद्रुवुः दिशो भीतानि संत्यज्य रणोपकरणानि तु
The remnants of the gods' armies, defeated, fled in all directions, abandoning their weapons in terror.
लोकपालांस्ततो दैत्यो बबन्धेन्द्रमुखान्रणे सकेशवान्दृढैः पाशैः पशुमारः पशूनिव
Then the demon bound the guardians of the worlds, beginning with Indra, in battle, tying their hair with strong nooses as a slaughterer binds cattle.
स भूयो रथमास्थाय जगाम स्वकमालयम् सिद्धगन्धर्वसंघुष्टविपुलाचलमस्तकम्
Again mounting his chariot, he returned to his own palace, its lofty summit resounding with the songs of Siddhas and Gandharvas.
स्तूयमानो दितिसुतैर् अप्सरोभिर्विनोदितः त्रैलोक्यलक्ष्मीस्तद्देशे प्राविशत्स्वपुरं यथा
Praised by the sons of Diti and entertained by Apsarases, he entered his city in that place, as if the fortune of the three worlds belonged to him.
निषसादासने पद्मरागरत्नविनिर्मिते ततः किंनरगन्धर्वनागनारीविनोदितैः क्षणं विनोद्यमानस्तु प्रचलन्मणिकुण्डलः
He sat upon a throne fashioned from padmarāga gems, his jeweled earrings swaying, delighting for a moment with Kinnaras, Gandharvas, Nāgas, and women.
प्रादुरासीत्प्रतीहारः शुभ्रनीलाम्बुजाम्बरः स जानुभ्यां महीं गत्वा पिहितास्यः स्वपाणिना
Then the doorkeeper appeared, clad in garments as blue as a spotless lotus; he approached, knelt to the ground, and covered his mouth with his hand.
उवाचानाविलं वाक्यम् अल्पाक्षरपरिस्फुटम् दैत्येन्द्रमर्कवृन्दानां बिभ्रतं भास्वरं वपुः
He spoke words that were clear and unambiguous, concise yet distinct, as he bore a radiant form before the lord of the Daityas and the hosts of the Sun.
कालनेमिः सुरान्बद्धांश् चादाय द्वारि तिष्ठति स विज्ञापयति स्थेयं क्व बन्दिभिरिति प्रभो
Kālanemi stands at the door, having bound the gods, and announces, 'Where should the bards remain, O Lord?'
तन्निशम्याब्रवीद्दैत्यः प्रतीहारस्य भाषितम् यथेष्टं स्थीयतामेभिर् गृहं मे भुवनत्रयम्
Hearing the doorkeeper's words, the Daitya replied, 'Let them stay wherever they wish; my house is the three worlds.'
केवलं पाशबन्धेन विमुक्तैरविलम्बितम् एवं कृते ततो देवा दूयमानेन चेतसा
Only with a simple binding of cords, and without delay, thus were the gods restrained, their minds greatly distressed.
जग्मुर्जगद्गुरुं द्रष्टुं शरणं कमलोद्भवम् निवेदितास्ते शक्राद्याः शिरोभिर्धरणिं गताः तुष्टुवुः स्पष्टवर्णार्थैर् वचोभिः कमलासनम्
The gods, with troubled hearts, went to seek refuge with the Lotus-born, the teacher of the worlds; Indra and the others bowed their heads to the ground and praised the Lotus-seated One with clear and meaningful words.
त्वमोंकारो ऽस्यङ्कुराय प्रसूतो विश्वस्यात्मानन्तभेदस्य पूर्वम् सम्भूतस्यानन्तरं सत्त्वमूर्ते संहारेच्छोस्ते नमो रुद्रमूर्ते
You are the sacred syllable Oṃ, the source of the sprout of this universe, the soul of the infinite diversity, the first to arise, and after that, the embodiment of existence; to you, who desire dissolution, to you of Rudra's form, we bow.