And such was the vow of that wretch of human beings about taking my life, that "until I put an end to the existence of Phalguna, I will not have my feet washed.” Giving a lie to the words of honor of that vile creature, O Madhusudan, I will, hitting him straight with my arrows, throw off his body from his car.
यस्य चैतद् व्रतं मह्यं वधे किल दुरात्मनः। पादौ न धावये तावद् यावद्धन्यां न फाल्गुनम्॥ मृषा कृत्वा व्रतं तस्य पापस्य मधुसूदन। पातयिष्ये रथात् कायं शरैः संनतपर्वभिः॥