I am tying on your hand this Raksha, with which the most powerful and generous King Bali himself was bound; O Raksha, don't go away; don’t go away. Yena baddho balee raajaa daanavendro mahaabalah; Tena twaam anubadhnaami rakshey maa chala maa chala
Striving and craving, For pleasure or prosperity, These are your enemies, Springing up to destroy you From the presumptions of virtue. Let them all go. Hold on to nothing.