It had belonged to numberless persons before you. Passing over them it has now become yours. It will say with you, O Vasava, for sometime and then prove its fickleness. Like a cow leaving one drinking ditch for another, it will surely leave you for somebody else.
अतिक्रम्य बहूनन्यांस्त्वयि तावदियं गता। कंचित् कालमियं स्थित्वा त्वयि वासव चञ्चला॥ गौर्निपानमिवोत्सृज्य पुनरन्यं गमिष्यति।