sivaisodyantam adityam

abhirauty analanana

mam anga sarameyo ’yam

abhirebhaty abhiruvat

 

Translation by His Divine Grace A. C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Srila Prabhupada: 

 

Just see, O Bhima, how the she-jackal cries at the rising sun and vomits fire, and how the dog barks at me fearlessly.

 

Purport by His Divine Grace A. C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Srila Prabhupada: 

 

These are some bad omens indicating something undesirable in the near future.