Were pierced each with five arrows by Satyaki. Then that foremost of warriors struck the driver of your son with a broad-headed shaft. The latter then fell down on the ground slain. When his charioteer had been laid low, O master, that car-warrior, your son.
पञ्चभिः पञ्चभिर्बाणैः पुनर्विव्याध सात्यकिः। ततः स रथिनां श्रेष्ठस्तव पुत्रस्य सारथिम्॥ आजघानाशु भल्लेन स हतो न्यपतद् भुवि। पतिते सारथौ तस्मिंस्तव पुत्ररथः प्रभो॥