: The dim twilight like a gilded
golden color when the meeting
occurred for the first and last time
"A thousand pardon mother, servant facing
fulfil a noble calling ",
"O karna, children radheya, the chariot coachman
I accidentally called you, because I know
how daunted five Pandavas will
your magic. tomorrow, when Bharata Yudha has ended
I do not want to lose any of my hero.
real superiority you dedicate to
hundred giants, the Kauravas, not for the kids
I love "
twilight vibrate, receding into pale cloudy
and dewy on drizzle, the sky seemed to sob
the act of human behaviour, the drums of war
sudden rumble in the chest of the man whose
actually the eldest pandava
instant because the great woman stared resolutely
words, women are too dainty heaven
so willingly float babies born
the Ganges river flows
was a coachman who adopt a child
wasted, then raise the
willing affection, radheya rabble
devoted to the Kauravas
"Slave mother, rest assured always, if tomorrow
Kurukshetra held, whether servant or one of the Pandavas
the fall, then the son's mother will remain five ",
twilight was toppled, swallowed soot night, because
understand, this meeting was the beginning of a sign
close to her death was the day ....
* piece of the story of Mahabharata
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