Arjuna: 0,Lord!. Stop my chariot Between the two armies until i behold Those who stand with me, eager for battle And with whom i must engage In this act of war!
Narrator: Riding his chariot between two vast armies, Arjuna saw his brothers And comrades on the opponent's side!
Arjuna: Seeing my kinsmen, Standing with the desire to fight, My limbs fail and my mouth becomes dry, The bow slips from my hand And my skin instantly burns!
I don't wish to battle with my own blood I'm not ready to commit a great sin By striving to slay our brothers because of greed, For the pleasure of the kingdom.
The Supreme Lord: Do not become a coward, Arjuna! It does not befit you! Shake off this weakness of your heart And get up for battle!
You grief for those who are not worthy of grief And yet speak the words of wisdom! The wise grief neither for the living And not for the dead. If you will not fight this righteous war Then you will fail in your duties, Lose your reputation and incur sin!
Arjuna: By your grace my delusion is destroyed! I have gaint knowledge, My confusion is dispelled I shall obey your command... I shall battle!