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raja raṣhtrkrtan papan
rajn papan purohit
bharta cha strikrtan papan
putram papan pita tatha

svbhavo na updeshen
shakyte kartumanytha
karmāyattan phalan punsan
buddhiḥa karmanusarini

anyakṣhetre krtan papan
puṇy kshetre vinashyti
shastr kshetre kntan papan
vajrlepo bhavishyti

Vidya Shastrajya Sastranj
duvai vidhye prati pakye
Sastrine Rakshitejive Sastra
nasak pravan pati

Sastram pratisyadam vesha
visherjanam pratipadnam
Sasyam pratisastram vesha
Guru Sebasya Samvidan

panayukt tatyave
Padyam Padyam Samyata
Sadev Sarvanashyam
sabyam Sastryam Samyata

The king's sin, the nation bears,
The priest's sin, the king shares.
The husband's sin, the wife embraces,
The son's sin, the father traces.

By counsel, nature cannot bend,
Fate's harvest, to deeds we lend.
Our actions bloom, a consequence,
The mind's path, a karmic defense.

Sin committed on foreign ground,
In holy soil, no longer found.
Sin of the blade, a mark so deep,
A diamond's bond, secrets to keep.

Knowledge of the blade and sacred lore,
Two paths diverge, forevermore.
The blade's protector, life's command,
The blade's destroyer, a crumbling land.

The blade's embrace, the warrior's art,
The shedding of armor, a brand new start.
The harvest's blessing, the blade's defense,
To serve the guru, profound recompense.

Tainted waters in which one swims,
Each step a poem, the darkness trims.
All that is born shall one day cease,
In virtuous company, find your peace.