karttum stavam vigatashaktirapi pravrttah
priityaatmaviiryamvicaarya mrgo mrgendram
naa'bhyeti kim nijashishohparipaalanaartham 
karttuM stavaM vigatazaktirapi pravRttaH
prItyAtmavIryamvicArya mRgo mRgendraM
nA'bhyeti kiM nijazizoHparipAlanArthaM 
O lord of the sages!
Despite lacking the ability of composing this eulogy,
I attempt to do so out of devotion to you.
Out of love, without considering its own strength,
Doesn't the deer take on the lion, To protect its young one?