I think that, on the death of Drona, my troops, plunged deep into the ocean of grief, ran away (from the field of battle), even as the slip-wrecked mariners float on the ocean.
विप्रदुतानहं मन्ये निमग्नाशोकसागरे। प्लवमानान् हते द्रोणे सन्ननौकानिवार्णवे॥