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Abhimanyu-vadha-parva (arjuna-vilāpa) (The Lament of Arjuna)7.50.41–43
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हा पुत्रकावितृप्तस्य तं पुत्रर्शने
भाग्यहीस्य काले था मे नीसे लात्
साद्य संनी नूनं दा सुकृतिनां तिः
स्वभाभिर् भासिता म्या त्वयात्यर्थं विराते
नूनं वैस्वतश् त्वा रुणश् प्रियातिथिः
क्रतुर् नेशश् प्राप्तम् र्चन्त्य् भीरुकम्

转写 (IAST)

putravitṛptasya satataṃ putradarśane ||
bhāgyanasya lena yathā me yase balāt ||
dya saṃyama naṃ sa sukṛtināṃ gatiḥ ||
svabhābhir bhāsi ramyā tvatyarthaṃ vijate ||
naṃ vaivasvataś ca tvā varuṇaś ca pritithiḥ ||
śatakratur dhaneśaś ca prāptam arcanty abhīrukam ||

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हा पुत्रकhā putrakaoh, my son [my little one]; oh, my son
अवितृप्तस्यavitṛptasyafor one never sated; insatiable
सततम् पुत्रदर्शनेsatatam putradarśanealways in beholding my son; ever [longing] to see my son
भाग्यहीनस्यbhāgyahīnasyafor the ill-fated [unfortunate]; the wretched one
कालेनkālenaby Time [fate]; by fate
यथा मे नीयसे बलात्yathā me nīyase balātas you are taken from me by force; so by force you are torn from me
सा अद्य संयमनीsā adya saṃyamanīthat Samyamani now, surely; that city of Samyamani now
नूनम्nūnamnow [surely]; surely
सदा सुकृतिनाम् गतिःsadā sukṛtinām gatiḥthe eternal goal of the righteous [virtuous]; the everlasting refuge of the good
स्वाभाभिः भासिताsvābhābhiḥ bhāsitāillumined by your own radiance; illumined by your own splendor
रम्याramyābeautiful; beautiful
त्वया अत्यर्थम् विराजतेtvayā atyartham virājateshines exceedingly through you; gleams beyond measure through you
नूनम् वैवस्वतः च त्वाnūnam vaivasvataḥ ca tvāsurely, and Vaivasvata [Yama] you; surely, and Vaivasvata you
वरुणः च प्रियातिथिःvaruṇaḥ ca priyātithiḥand Varuna — as a dear guest; and Varuna — a welcome guest
शतक्रतुः धनेशः चśatakratuḥ dhaneśaḥ caand Shatakratu [Indra], and the Lord of Wealth [Kubera]; and Shatakratu, and Kubera
प्राप्तम् अर्चन्तिprāptam arcantihonor the one who has arrived; honor the one arrived
अभीरुकम्abhīrukamfearless one; the fearless one
译文

"Oh, my son! I, insatiable in ever beholding my son, wretched one — so by force are you torn from me by fate! That city of Samyamani, now the everlasting refuge of the good, illumined by your splendor, beautiful — gleams beyond measure through you. Surely Vaivasvata, and Varuna as a welcome guest, and Shatakratu, and Kubera honor you, arrived, fearless one."

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