Hearing the death that hero of golden car covered with tiger-skins, whose effulgence was like that of gold, I cannot today discard my grief.
श्रुत्वा हतं रुक्मरथं वैयाघ्रपरिवारितम्। जातरूपशिरस्त्राणं नाद्य शोकमपानुदे॥