[Panchali and Simhika remain as in previous scene.  From, holding a sword, Sahadeva enters from right in a typical style

My dear friend, the promise I had made to your dear wife

I hereby reiterate with my father the God of Sun as witness

I renounce my mother for your sake

And also my five brothers, I swear

From now on I will not live on this planet

Along with Arjuna, I promise

O Duryodhana, I will be ahead of you

in martyrdom. It’s the truth, the truth, the truth

This is Karna’s vow, Karna’s vow, Karna’s vow!

O God! To leave you Duryodhana, your bidding?

Is Karna ungrateful? Certainly that’s what you mean

This moment I must punish you but my love forbids me

I am suffering the repercussions of a great misdeed

Death is my refuge; cut off my neck with the sword

I heard the whole story, O son of Pridha, my friend

If it has calmed your agitated mind

And even if I am grief-stricken by the turn of events

If you think it’s a sin to fight your brothers

I hereby grant you leave to desert me

Till death my boundless love for you

Won’t diminish, I swear by God

Wicked! Wicked! Stop these harsh words

You brute! Your wicked deeds are most painful

The insolence towards your elder brother is shocking

Karna and I are two bodies with one soul

Understand that one half won’t betray the other, you fool.

You scoundrel, if you slander Karna again

I will slash your neck without the slightest regret

It’s well-known I do not spurn those who seek my help

I will make a promise; take that and you may leave

Except Arjuna, the son of Indra, 

none of my other four brothers will I slay

And that is a promise.

Alas! my mind, my eldest son, 

is burning with great grief

I cannot bear this, you are my only solace

Will you send me back empty-handed?

Say no further; even if great men dither

And the steadfast Himalayas start moving

Even if the sky comes crashing down

And the oceans start drying up

My friend I will not desert

under any circumstance.

O Karna! Enough of these harsh words

With full mercy hear me, compassionate king  

In self-deceit I committed the sin

Forgive me my son; come with me eldest Pandava

Questions I too have; years ago one day

In that cursed moment when your son was born

When you sent him down the river

O lady, in your heart then

If kindliness did overflow

Do tell me this moment.