Seeing the two armies in battle order
Seeing the invincible heroes on both sides
Teachers, uncles, brothers, and other kinsmen
Seeing all these very familiar faces

It is better to live in this world even by begging
Than to slay these honored souls !

By slaying them I would enjoy in this world
Delights which are smeared in blood!

I can not consent to kill these men
I can not slay my own people in the fight
How can I kill Bhisma and Drona with arrows
These noble souls are only worthy of worship

It is better to live in this world even by begging
Than to slay these honored souls !

By slaying them I would enjoy in this world
Delights which are smeared in blood!

My bow Gandiva slips from my hand
My skin too is burning all over
I am not able to stand steady on my feet

What to do!!!
Shall I fight?!
Torn by doubt!!!
Troubled mind!!!

Acyuta! Hrishikesha! Vasudeva! Kesava!
Madhava! Govinda! Yadava! Janardana!

I do not see what will drive away this sorrow
Which has dried up my senses and my heart
Even if I could obtain rich and unrivalled kingdom
On earth or even the sovereignty of the gods

It is better to live in this world even by begging
Than to slay these honored souls !

By slaying them I would enjoy in this world
Delights which are smeared in blood!

My bow Gandiva slips from my hand
My skin too is burning all over
I am not able to stand steady on my feet

What to do!!!
Shall I fight?!
Torn by doubt!!!
Troubled mind!!!

Acyuta! Hrishikesha! Vasudeva! Kesava!
Madhava! Govinda! Yadava! Janardana!

My limbs tremble
My mouth goes dry
My body shakes