O kings, dig up an entrenchment around here; mangled with hundreds of arrows as I am I will offer my homage's to the sun. You, O kings, do desist from the battle, vanquishing all thoughts of hostility.
परिखा खन्यतामत्र ममावसदने नृपाः। उपासिष्ये विवस्वन्तमेवं शरशताचितः॥ उपारमध्वं संग्रामाद् वैरमुत्सृज्य पार्थिवाः।