Verse 36

³¹Then the great creature's passage was stopped, his eyes started out of him, and he rolled this way and that. The wind shut up inside him filled him, and broke through the crown of his head and went out. ³²By that same way all his breaths went out. Mukunda, the Bhagavan, raised the calves and his friends, who had died, with a look of his own, and came out of the mouth again with them. ³³A great and wonderful light rose out of the thick snake's coils, lighting the ten quarters with its own splendour. It waited in the sky for the Lord to come out, and entered into him while those who live in heaven looked on. ³⁴Then, in great delight, those he had made made the honouring they had left undone: the gods with flowers, the apsarases with dancing, the fine singers with songs, the players with their instruments, the brahmins with hymns, and his companies with shouts of victory.

³⁵Hearing those wonderful sounds of hymns and playing and singing and shouts of victory, all the auspicious noise of a great festival, the unborn one came at once from his own realm, and seeing what the lord of the earth had done he was filled with wonder. ³⁶King, that python's skin dried in Vrndavana, a wonder to see, and for a long time afterwards it was a cave for the people of Vraja to play in.