Enough, enough you moon-faced

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

On what basis is your boast

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