TEXT 8
mamarda padbhyāṁ sura-sainyam āturaṁ
nimīlitākṣaṁ raṇa-raṅga-durmadaḥ
gāṁ kampayann udyata-śūla ojasā
nālaṁ vanaṁ yūtha-patir yathonmadaḥ
nimīlitākṣaṁ raṇa-raṅga-durmadaḥ
gāṁ kampayann udyata-śūla ojasā
nālaṁ vanaṁ yūtha-patir yathonmadaḥ
Перевод
As the demigods closed their eyes in fear, Vṛtrāsura, taking up his trident and making the earth tremble with his great strength, trampled the demigods beneath his feet on the battlefield the way a mad elephant tramples hollow bamboos in the forest.