An injustice in hermitage precincts
English
An injustice in hermitage precincts
will bode ill for all Brahmins
it will invite the wrath of the kings
no doubt about that, O sons of Sita.
Sloka:
As Kirmeera was killed, his companions ran away hither-thither. The rejoiced Rishis came and congratulated Bheema
Hey, the ocean of great valor – our worries have been removed – hey, noble-minded
The one with powerful arms – you shall always have auspiciousness
The inimitable demons – You killed them in the battle - Due to that we can stay in the forest in peace
Performing godly sacrifices here – we – near the curvy shores of River Ganges – We shall live happily
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