When your pride with shame displaced,

Like having raw egg on your face.

The bow contest kings’ pride to take,

In embarrassment their noses to break.

Shiva’s bow in Rama’s hands to shatter,

This to finally settle the contest matter.

To be embarrassed by God is good,

Individual’s subordinate position understood.

Join God, giving up your opposing voice,

Be His devotee and over His triumphs rejoice.