O foremost of the pious, I do not see why you should grieve. O king, having lost a century of sons like wealth got in a dream, it is Gandhari and I, who should raelly mourn.
शोचितव्यं न पश्यामि त्वया धर्मभृतां वर॥ शोचितव्यं मया चैव गान्धार्या च महीपते।