पुण्यक्षये पुण्यकृतो नभःस्थै -र्निपात्यमानान्शिथिलीकृताङ्गान् ।नक्षत्ररूपेण दिवश्च्युतांस्ता -न्विचार्य को वा विरतिं न याति ॥ ३५ ॥
In plain words
Their merit runs out, and the ones who earned heaven by good deeds are pushed out by the celestials still in residence — limbs gone limp, dropping out of the sky. That streak of light you call a falling star is one of them. Look at that honestly: who would not turn away from wanting any of it?
Close to the Sanskrit
When merit is exhausted, the doers of merit — being cast down by the sky-dwellers, their limbs made slack, fallen from heaven in the form of stars — having considered them, who indeed does not come to dispassion?