Formerly all the worlds were under your sway and great was your joy. I ask, do you or you not grieve now, for this loss of your splendour?
प्रीतिं प्राप्यातुलां पूर्वं लोकांश्चात्मवशे स्थितान्। विनिपातमिमं बाह्यं शोचस्याहो न शोचसि॥