O son of Sumitrā, my feathered and sharpedged shafts shot from my bow, capable of destroying life, will today finish you up.
पत्रिणः शितधारास्ते शरा मत्कार्मुकच्युताः। आदास्यन्तेऽद्य सौमित्रे जीवितं जीवितान्तकाः॥