Mahābhārata
Droṇa-vadha-parva (droṇa-vadha) (The Death of Droṇa)7.165.83–85
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Mahābhārata · 7.165.83–85
Devanāgarī

गजान् रथान् समारुह्य परस्यापि हयाञ् जनाः ॥
प्रकीर्णकेशा विध्वस्ता न द्वाव् एकत्र धावतः ॥
नेदम् अस्तीति पुरुषा हतोत्साहा हतौजसः ॥
उत्सृज्य कवचान् अन्ये प्राद्रवंस् तावका विभो ॥
अन्योन्यं ते समाक्रोशन् सैनिका भरतर्षभ ॥
तिष्ठ तिष्ठेति न च ते स्वयं तत्रावतस्थिरे ॥

Transliteración (IAST)

gajān rathān samāruhya parasyāpi hayāñ janāḥ ||
prakīrṇakeśā vidhvastā na dvāv ekatra dhāvataḥ ||
nedam astīti puruṣā hatotsāhā hataujasaḥ ||
utsṛjya kavacān anye prādravaṃs tāvakā vibho ||
anyonyaṃ te samākrośan sainikā bharatarṣabha ||
tiṣṭha tiṣṭheti na ca te svayaṃ tatrāvatasthire ||

Palabra por palabra
SánscritoIASTSignificado
गजान् रथान् समारुह्यgajān rathān samāruhyamounting elephants, chariots; climbing onto elephants, chariots
परस्य अपि हयान् जनाःparasya api hayān janāḥand even others' horses, people; and even the enemy's horses, people
प्रकीर्णकेशाः विध्वस्ताःprakīrṇakeśāḥ vidhvastāḥwith disheveled hair, shattered; with hair scattered, broken
न द्वौ एकत्र धावतःna dvau ekatra dhāvataḥand two would not run together; and no two ran side by side
न इदम् अस्ति इति पुरुषाःna idam asti iti puruṣāḥ"this is all over" -- men; "all is lost" -- men saying
हतोत्साहाः हतौजसःhatotsāhāḥ hataujasaḥdowncast in spirit, drained of strength; fallen in spirit, sapped of vigor
उत्सृज्य कवचान् अन्येutsṛjya kavacān anyecasting off their armor, others; throwing off their mail, others
प्राद्रवन् तावकाः विभोprādravan tāvakāḥ vibhofled -- yours, O lord; ran -- yours, O lord
अन्योन्यम् ते समाक्रोशन्anyonyam te samākrośancalled to one another, those; cried out to each other, those
सैनिकाः भरतर्षभsainikāḥ bharatarṣabhasoldiers, O bull among the Bharatas; warriors, O bull among the Bharatas
तिष्ठ तिष्ठ इतिtiṣṭha tiṣṭha iti"stand, stand!"; "halt, halt!"
न च ते स्वयम् तत्रna ca te svayam tatrayet they themselves there did not; and they themselves there did not [stand]
अवतस्थिरेavatasthireremain standing; hold their ground
Traducción

Mounting elephants and chariots, and even the enemy's horses, people with disheveled hair, shattered, and no two ran together. Saying "all is over," men downcast in spirit, drained of strength, some casting off their armor, fled -- yours, O lord. They called to one another, those soldiers, O bull among the Bharatas, "stand, stand!" -- yet they themselves did not remain standing there.

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