युद्धे हतो महाराज लक्ष्मणेन तवात्मजः। विभीषणसहायेन मिषतां नो महाद्युतिः
Your son, O great king, has been slain in battle by Lakṣmaṇa, aided by Vibhīṣaṇa, before our very eyes.
शूरः शूरेण संगम्य संयुगेष्वपराजितः। लक्ष्मणेन हतः शूरः पुत्रस्ते विबुधेन्द्रजित्
Your heroic son, unconquered in battle, met the heroic Lakṣmaṇa and was slain by him, O Indrajit, subduer of the gods.
गतः स परमाँल्लोकान् शरैः संतर्प्य लक्ष्मणम्। स तं प्रतिभयं श्रुत्वा वधं पुत्रस्य दारुणम्
He has gone to the highest worlds, having satisfied Lakṣmaṇa with arrows; hearing of his son's dreadful death, he was overcome with terror.
घोरमिन्द्रजितः संख्ये कश्मलं प्राविशन्महत्। उपलभ्य चिरात् संज्ञां राजा राक्षसपुंगवः
Struck by the terrible Indrajit in battle, the great king of the rakshasas fell into deep confusion; after a long time, he regained consciousness.
पुत्रशोकाकुलो दीनो विललापाकुलेन्द्रियः। हा राक्षसचमूमुख्य मम वत्स महाबल
Overwhelmed by grief for his son, wretched, his senses distraught, he lamented: 'Ah, chief of the rakshasa army, my son, mighty one!'
जित्वेन्द्रं कथमद्य त्वं लक्ष्मणस्य वशं गतः। ननु त्वमिषुभिः क्रुद्धो भिन्द्याः कालान्तकावपि
Having conquered Indra, how is it that today you have fallen under Lakshmana's power? Surely, in your wrath, you could have pierced even Kala and Antaka with your arrows.
मन्दरस्यापि शृङ्गाणि किं पुनर्लक्ष्मणं युधि। अद्य वैवस्वतो राजा भूयो बहुमतो मम
You could shatter even the peaks of Mandara—what then of Lakshmana in battle? Today, the lord Yama is once again held in high regard by me.
येनाद्य त्वं महाबाहो संयुक्तः कालधर्मणा। एष पन्थाः सुयोधानां सर्वामरगणेष्वपि। यः कृते हन्यते भर्तुः स पुमान् स्वर्गमृच्छति
O mighty-armed one, by whom today you have been joined with the law of death—this is the path of all valiant warriors, even among the hosts of the immortals; he who is slain in his master's cause attains heaven.
अद्य देवगणाः सर्वे लोकपाला महर्षयः। हतमिन्द्रजितं श्रुत्वा सुखं स्वप्स्यन्ति निर्भयाः
Today, all the hosts of gods, the guardians of the worlds, and the great sages, hearing that Indrajit has been slain, will sleep peacefully, free from fear.
अद्य लोकास्त्रयः कृत्स्ना पृथिवी च सकानना। एकेनेन्द्रजिता हीना शून्येव प्रतिभाति मे
Today, the three worlds in their entirety, and the earth with its forests, deprived of Indrajit alone, seem to me as if empty.
अद्य नैर्ऋतकन्यानां श्रोष्याम्यन्तःपुरे रवम्। करेणुसङ्घस्य यथा निनादं गिरिगह्वरे
Today, within the inner chambers, I shall hear the wailing of the daughters of Nirriti, like the trumpeting of a herd of female elephants in a mountain cave.
यौवराज्यं च लङ्कां च रक्षांसि च परंतप। मातरं मां च भार्याश्च क्व गतोऽसि विहाय नः
The heir-apparency, Lanka, the rakshasas, your mother, myself, and your wives—where have you gone, abandoning us?
मम नाम त्वया वीर गतस्य यमसादनम्। प्रेतकार्याणि कार्याणि विपरीते हि वर्तसे
O hero, now that you have gone to the abode of Yama, the rites for the dead must be performed for you; truly, you dwell in a reversed state.
स त्वं जीवति सुग्रीवे लक्ष्मणे च सराघवे। मम शल्यमनुद्धृत्य क्व गतोऽसि विहाय नः
While Sugriva, Lakshmana, and Rama are still alive, where have you gone, leaving us, without removing the thorn from my heart?
एवमादिविलापार्तं रावणं राक्षसाधिपम्। आविवेश महान् कोपः पुत्रव्यसनसम्भवः
As Ravana, lord of the rakshasas, was thus tormented by grief and lamenting, a great wrath arose in him, born of his son's calamity.
प्रकृत्या कोपनं ह्येनं पुत्रस्य पुनराधयः। दीप्तं संदीपयामासुर्घर्मेऽर्कमिव रश्मयः
By nature prone to anger, his son's death further inflamed him, as the rays intensify the blazing sun in the heat.
ललाटे भ्रुकुटीभिश्च संगताभिर्व्यरोचत। युगान्ते सह नक्रैस्तु महोर्मिभिरिवोदधिः
With furrowed brows gathered on his forehead, he shone like the ocean at the end of an age, surging with great waves and crocodiles.
कोपाद् विजृम्भमाणस्य वक्त्राद् व्यक्तमिव ज्वलन्। उत्पपात सधूमाग्निर्वृत्रस्य वदनादिव
From his face, as his anger swelled, fire with smoke seemed to burst forth, like the flame from Vritra's mouth.
स पुत्रवधसंतप्तः शूरः क्रोधवशं गतः। समीक्ष्य रावणो बुद्ध्या वैदेह्या रोचयद् वधम्
Tormented by his son's death, the warrior, overcome by wrath, Ravana, considering with his mind, resolved upon the killing of Vaidehi.
तस्य प्रकृत्या रक्ते च रक्ते क्रोधाग्निनापि च। रावणस्य महाघोरे दीप्ते नेत्रे बभूवतुः
In Ravana, whose nature was fierce and whose eyes were reddened by the fire of anger, both eyes became terribly inflamed.
घोरं प्रकृत्या रूपं तत् तस्य क्रोधाग्निमूर्च्छितम्। बभूव रूपं क्रुद्धस्य रुद्रस्येव दुरासदम्
His form, by nature dreadful and now charged with the fire of wrath, became as unapproachable as that of Rudra in his fury.
तस्य क्रुद्धस्य नेत्राभ्यां प्रापतन्नश्रुबिन्दवः। दीपाभ्यामिव दीप्ताभ्यां सार्चिषः स्नेहबिन्दवः
From his angry eyes fell drops of tears, like drops of oil falling from two blazing lamps with flames.
दन्तान् विदशतस्तस्य श्रूयते दशनस्वनः। यन्त्रस्याकृष्यमाणस्य मथ्नतो दानवैरिव
As he ground his teeth, the sound of his jaws was heard, like the noise of a machine being pulled and churned by demons.
कालाग्निरिव संक्रुद्धो यां यां दिशमवैक्षत। तस्यां तस्यां भयत्रस्ता राक्षसाः संविलिल्यिरे
Enraged like the fire of destruction, whichever direction he looked, in that very direction the terrified rākṣasas melted away in fear.
तमन्तकमिव क्रुद्धं चराचरचिखादिषुम्। वीक्षमाणं दिशः सर्वा राक्षसा नोपचक्रमुः
Seeing him, furious like Death itself, eager to devour all beings, the rākṣasas did not approach him as he gazed in every direction.
ततः परमसंक्रुद्धो रावणो राक्षसाधिपः। अब्रवीद् रक्षसां मध्ये संस्तम्भयिषुराहवे
Then, exceedingly enraged, Rāvaṇa, lord of the rākṣasas, spoke among the rākṣasas, wishing to steady them in battle.
मया वर्षसहस्राणि चरित्वा परमं तपः। तेषु तेष्ववकाशेषु स्वयंभूः परितोषितः
For thousands of years I performed the highest austerity; in every place, the Self-born was pleased with me.
तस्यैव तपसो व्युष्ट्या प्रसादाच्च स्वयंभुवः। नासुरेभ्यो न देवेभ्यो भयं मम कदाचन
By the fruition of that very austerity and the favor of the Self-born, I have no fear at any time from asuras or from gods.
कवचं ब्रह्मदत्तं मे यदादित्यसमप्रभम्। देवासुरविमर्देषु न च्छिन्नं वज्रमुष्टिभिः
The armor given to me by Brahmā, shining like the sun, was never broken by thunderbolts or fists in battles between gods and asuras.
तेन मामद्य संयुक्तं रथस्थमिह संयुगे। प्रतीयात् कोऽद्य मामाजौ साक्षादपि पुरंदरः
Who today, with me thus equipped and standing on my chariot in this battle, could face me in combat—even Purandara himself?