ami ca tvam dhritarashtrasya putrah
sarve sahaivavanipala sanghaih
bhishmo dronah suta-putras tathasau
sahasmadiyair api yodha-mukhyaih
vaktrani te tvaramana vishanti
kecid vilagna dashanantareshu
sandrishyante curnitair uttamangaih
All the sons of Dhritarashtra, their royal allies, as well as Bhishma, Drona, Karna and also the best fighters in our army, are all hurtling into Your terrible mouths with their frightening teeth. Some I see with their heads caught and pulverized between Your teeth.