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

 

Not having tasted the strength of my hands

that can crush a herd of angry elephants;

just as a donkey going to the jungle

and challenging a lion to war.

 

If you forget the world-famous strength

of my arms and angrily fight me,

I will with my fists reduce your body

to powder in just a second,

gain glory in this world

and make our king very happy.

On what basis is your boast that

you are one of the best, you fool?

 

If you fight me here I will crush

your arrogance in half a second

In due course I will despatch you

as a guest to the God of Death’s abode

 

Go there and happily narrate to them

the saga of my fighting prowess

 

Don’t get angry, fight me now and