Hey, the one who adorns the community of saints, the one who takes away grief, I bow to you
Your greatness – to say about that – no one would be able

The cruel Duryodhana – in order to burn us alive – made a wax house – and had us put up there with respect

Made a wax house – and had us put up there with respect

There we went and resided – thinking they were friends – There by the mercy of Vidura – we came here alive

There, by the mercy of Vidura – we came here alive