Aren’t you generous to a supplicant?

And compassionate towards the weak?

Certainly you are a noble man;

I haven’t forgotten that

Aren’t your sons my enemies?

Aren’t my friends the Kauravas?

Isn’t this known the world over?

O lady, don’t you remember?

Karna, O merciful! With a begging

bowl for sure I have come

My one desire

Today you must fulfill!

O Kuntidevi, I bow at your 

twin lotus feet

What is the reason for this visit?

Whatever it is please tell me

Why is this doubt gnawing my mind?

Where was I the King of Angadesa born?

Who around here knows who I am or what my clan is?

Is my mother really Radha? And my father Athiradhan?

O God, who gave birth to me?

Will I ever see them? Or won’t I?

Is it my fate to die without seeing them?

Kunti comes and Karna's vow.

Duryodhana and hiswife Bhanumathi.

I bow at your feet, my brother, O king

To slay Bheema and his wretched gang

Won’t a delay prove harmful, my Kuru chief?

The flames of enmity are burning in our hearts

Shouldn’t we quench that fire with their blood?

Our spirited soldiers impatient for war 

are arrayed in formation. Isn’t it time to move?

Strategists and ministers have come to see you;

Dearest Karna, O generous soul!

Is there anyone to match you on this earth?

My husband’s closest friend, and like a brother to me,

You are the only hope for the famous Kuru clan

On hearing your words misgivings have

suddenly vanished from my mind 

My sister, my empress, why worry needlessly?

Your husband is my dearest friend

This life is lived for his sake

My life will be fulfilled when every drop of my blood

is shed in the service of my friend

I will kill the hostile sons of Kunthi in war and 

crown your husband the emperor of this world.