Enough, enough you moon-faced, don’t be sad

 

You remain strong and confident

I am going to kill him in due course

I have killed cruel demons such as Jatasura

and this is no big deal for me.

 

is it hard for the wind that fells trees

to blow away cotton?

Yet today I must not defy

the words of Yudhishtira

 

But there is a way, I will tell you
O the queen of long-tressed beauties.

That you will meet him in the dance hall at night

Tell him confidently without any concerns, my dear