Aren’t your sons my enemies?
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?
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?
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?
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.
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