Garja garja kṣaṇaṃ mūḍha madhu yāvat pibāmyaham | Mayā tvayi hate'traiva garjiṣyantyāśu devatāḥ ||
Roar, roar for a moment, oh foolish one, while I drink this wine (divine nectar). When you are killed by me right here, the gods will quickly roar in triumph.