Arjuna Let Fly his Arrow
'Nobel Princess, I come from Rama'
A Beautiful White Horse was to be Set Free
The Mountain Churned the Sea
So Manu Went All Over the World
An Angel Appeared Carrying a Goblet
From Out of the Fire and Swirling Mists
The Little Fish Began to Grow
The Fish Spoke to Manu
Long Ago there was a Wicked King
