Oh Beautiful son of Nanda,

come to me happily.

The house of Nanda here I see,

A herd of cows grazing over there.

Sloka:

To let you go soon –

and to let you enjoy with dear ones –

would I I leave you? 

As the meat of my meal,  I got you with power.

 

[Lalitha transforms to demoness]
 

To glance at the most dreadful

 the body of mine – Look at it.

Sloka:

Encouraging Panchali by these words, Ganika takes hold of the hand of her, who was keen to worship Durga, entered the thicket spoke thus.
 

To glance at, so pleasure-giving 

forest – look at it.

 

Like dark thick cloud, your long curly hair – 

seeing that many beetle come here – and

Hey, beetle-dark haired one, (those beetles) see that,

realizes the blunder and fly away hopelessely.

 

The bamboos, hear, they play flute –

A thicket , here is – and also a Durga Temple –

Hey blue eyed, let’s go – to see that.

 

Many ladies to pray and

to attain desires – go there for long.

Sloka:

Deciding thus, that demoness, approached Panchali, who was expecting the return of her husband and hence away from them, and spoke this with the intention of kidnapping Panchali

 

Hey, the one who is the crown garland of  aristocratic pedigree 

 Sweet words – you listen.

 

My worries are disappear –   in proximity –

hey  the one with beetle-colored mane – Seeing you.

 

Hey, moon-faced beauty, without any accompaniment –