Honour

Come let’u fight my foe 

get your mighty bow and fire

I’m far braver then your grandson

hiding behind me

 

My lead heart is Strong to 

Stand the blow, split into two

And shoot back

To let the blood of Kuru 

flood over the land

that put off the fire in my heart 

 

Hold the bow straight

Put the arrow in the peep and pull hard 

Look at my eyes

Shoot only when you see not 

any fear, For 

 

I’m far braver then your grandson

hiding behind me

 

My blood boils in revenge

For all the days I roam as beast

For all the night my sister die in the Palace

with no hands to hold

with no heart to rest

and with no life to smile 

I long for a million years

to quench my thirst with thee blood, but

I hurt not When you are unarmed, For 

 

I’m far braver then your grandson

hiding behind me

 

Your death is sure

He hiding behind me

Has trapped you securing his petty life

But die in war not in treachery, For

 

I’m far braver then your grandson

hiding behind me

 

Come let’u fight

As in the day you abducts us three

till the last drop of the life flies away

Let us kill each other

and die in honor, For  

 

I’m far braver then your grandson

hiding behind me

 

Son of Ganga

You refused me

a life of honor for your vow

And refused you

a death of honor for your pride

Willfully died by a coward’s hand

 

Is a Woman far less than this warm

Will your mother forgive you