See, O Govinda, the shields decked with hundred moons, the sunny standards, the golden coats of mail, and the golden collars and cuirasses, and the head-gears, of my sons, scattered on the Earth, are shining like sacrificial fires over which have been poured libation of clarified butter.
शतचन्द्राणि चर्माणि ध्वजांचादित्यवर्चसः। रौक्माणि चैव वर्माणि निष्कानापि च काञ्चनान्॥ शीर्षत्राणानि चैतानि पुत्राणां मे महीतले। पश्य दीप्तानि गोविन्द पावकान् सुहुतानिव॥