O best of kings, this much I remember that I fell from Nandana and all my religious merits were gone. O king of men, I heard the voices of the celestials in the sky exclaiming in grief.
एतावन्मे विदितं राजसिंह ततो भ्रष्टोऽहं नन्दनात् क्षीणपुण्यः। वाचोऽश्रौषं चान्तरिक्षे सुराणां सानुक्रोशाः शोचतां मां नरेन्द्र॥