And the forests enveloped in mist, and stocked with wheat and barley, look brilliant at sunrise, with Krauñcas and cranes crying (in chorus).
वाष्पच्छन्नान्यरण्यानि यवगोधूमवन्ति च। शोभन्तेऽभ्युदिते सूर्ये नदद्भिः कौञ्चसारसैः॥