tam ūcuḥ pāṭyamānās te sarve prāñjalayo nṛpa kiṁ na indra jighāṁsasi bhrātaro marutas tava
Перевод
O King, being very much aggrieved, they pleaded to Indra with folded hands, saying, “Dear Indra, we are the Maruts, your brothers. Why are you trying to kill us?”