Oh the lotus faced SARASIJANABHA! Always bestow happiness.
Remover of the fear of the elephant; one whose speech excels the nectar; dispeller of the miseries of the eminent ones.
Your flawless lots feet mock the luster that manifests from the crown of the celestials. You are to the wicked what wind is to cloud. Vanquisher of the group of enemies in the battle field. Hail! Hail!
One who is like the dense of clouds; reclining on the ocean; one who dispels the fear of life & death and one who has the glory of being worshipped by INDRA, SIVA and BRAHMA. You remove the afflictions of KALI age. Hail! Hail!
You are like the bee to the lotus-like hearts of the sages like SANAKA. You always hold SANKHA and CAKRA; you bestow boons; draped in gold-like attire; refuge to all the worlds; skillful in dissolving the miseries of life. Oh sovereign of YADU clan! Hail! Hail!.
