O son of a king, the clouds, muttering a long and deep sound and approaching the hills and frees, are calmed having discharged their liquid contents.
दीर्घगम्भीरनिर्घोषाः शैलदुमपुरोगमाः। विसृज्य सलिलं मेघाः परिशान्ता नृपात्मज ॥