Krishna and Kamsa (कृष्ण और कंस)

A peacock feather in his hair and a winning smile

He is fun, he plays the flute

A peacock feather in his hair and a winning smile

... his friend Radha calls him Shyam

These old legends of the little hero...

have passed into folk tales

Hey Krishna...

Hey Krishna... we still speak his name

Hey Krishna...

Hey Krishna... we still speak his name

The blue-skinned boy who tended his flock...

He has many names, he plays divine music

and he has been worshipped down the ages

Such are the old legends that have passed into folk tales

Hey Krishna...

Hey Krishna... we still speak his name

Hey Krishna...

Hey Krishna... we still speak his name

In a village on the banks of Yamuna ... there it all began

It was in those meadows his flocks grazed and his flute played

In a village on the banks of Yamuna ... there it all began

It was in those meadows his flocks grazed and his flute played

And the notes of his flute rose in the air

making melodies we so love to hear

of how little Krishna...

won the hearts of men and how he stole their butter...

and the songs tell of his strength, how he moved mountains with a finger

Hey Krishna...

Hey Krishna... we still speak his name

Hey Krishna...

Hey Krishna... we still speak his name

Butterfly...

What is that thing? - A rising storm?

Look at it... coming in. - Will it rain?

Is it... the earth rumbling?

Look at that cloud... Let it rain, let it rain...

Not a raincloud...

A cloud of dust... armies?

Armies...? - Yes, it is an army

Run... run for your lives... now!

The murderous Prince of Mathura!

Go... run away, while you can...

Run...

Chanur... Mustik... let the hunt begin

It was the era of evil,

an age of sin

Greedy kings and their bloodthirsty armies...

unleashed terror

and in the blood of countless innocent people..

..this earth was drenched...

and in songs and stories of those who were wounded and made slaves,

the legends and histories of this world were told

Start the fires...

Round them up

Into the cages

Please Prince, show us mercy...

..do not take our food, don't take our cattle...

do not leave us to starve to death

Please, at least not our children... please Mercy prince... mercy

I am Kans... what I fancy is mine to take

Hurry!

Is there no end to our pain?

When will this torture stop?

When will You send us a savior?

When...?

Out of our way...

The Prince is coming home

Victory to Prince Kans

Long live prince Kans

Long live prince Kans - Back to work, slaves

Don't drop the bag of cement

Do work.

My power is so great, my rule will spread beyond Mathura

And the whole world will become the kingdom of Kans

I shall shatter the peace of heavens..

..and I shall unleash the furies of hell

and history will speak of how I thrust my sword..

..into the heart of the earth

This, the world's biggest stadium..

..will become a symbol of my greatness

If it is not finished by the time of my coronation,

then, you slaves will be buried alive under the sands of this arena

And your bones will be mixed with the concrete

Put the new slaves to work

Double the working shifts

And halve the rations

Kans' cruelty reflects...

my failure as a parent

In Mathura, I Emperor Ugrasen...

stand reduced to a helpless father

But Uncle, cousin Kans is so caring...

he always remembers to bring me gifts

He is always worried about my safety, protection

I know, Devaki. But I am afraid that...

after you're married and gone from here..

..he might abandon all human values

But please, you must never abandon him

For he is to be the king of our clan

I can only hope and pray that..

..he doesn't destroy the other clans

He is the sum total of my fears, Devaki

It's a fragile peace between warring clans...

Your marriage with Prince Vasudev..

..promises to be the first alliance for peace

Eighteen warring clans will be united

This is the beginning of my dream for a golden age

But..

Cousin Kans...

it's got to be you

Devaki, you are the apple of my eye

But I find it so hard to believe...

..that you are getting married and leaving us

Live a long and healthy life

I had promised your father..

..that you will be given a wedding fit for a princess of Mathura

I have fulfilled my promise

Akrur, won't you bless Devaki?

Live happily

May you have mighty sons

Dear cousin...

Everyone in Mathura will miss you, Devaki

Vasudev...

I give her to you. She is as dear to me as life

Therefore care for her as I have

Never bring her any sorrow

Her wish is my command

Hey...

climb down

I shall drive the bride's chariot

God bless Devaki and Vasudev

God bless Devaki and Vasudev

God bless Devaki and Vasudev

God bless Devaki and Vasudev

God bless Devaki and Vasudev

God bless Devaki and Vasudev

God bless Devaki and Vasudev

God bless Devaki and Vasudev

God bless Devaki and Vasudev

Beware Kans...

know this... the one whom you are saying goodbye to...

the eighth son of this very Devaki...

will kill you

Her child will be my undoing?

I cannot allow this prophecy to be true...

..to let her son be born so that he can kill me...?

Never... never...

Devaki,

forgive me, forgive me my dearest cousin

Kans..?

No Kans... no!

If your life is to be the cause of my death Devaki...

..then in your death is my life

Kans, stop

This is Devaki... she is a woman...

..and she is your cousin

... and we are Just-married

Holding a knife on her...

..doesn't suit... a great warrior like you

It's her tough luck. I must do what I must

Then I am bound to defend my wife, Kans

And remember...

if I am forced to raise my sword,

..then your clan and mine are at war..

..and my allies are also at war with you

Are you threatening me, Vasudev?

No! He isn't threatening

Please! Have mercy upon us...

Should I invite my death?

No!

Neither I nor Devaki will cause of your death ...

..it is the eighth son

I..

I give you my word...

Each of Devaki's sons, as soon as they are born,

I shall give to you

You are truthful and a man of honor, Vasudev

But as long as I am alive,

you shall remain my prisoner

Soldier...

As you wish, my Lord

Kans has imprisoned his cousin..

..and her husband

It's because of that prophecy...

..that Devaki's eighth son, will kill Kans

How cruel of him... to throw a newly-wedded couple into the dungeons

How could he be so heartless... this son of Ugrasen?

The list of his misdeeds grows longer...

it's said that Kans has angered his father

This would've Qualified for a death sentence..

..this betrayal borders on treason

but a crown prince is given a chance to defend himself

I shall defend myself by the might of my sword, Your MaJesty

The blade that got rid of Mathura's enemies..

..will be my defense in the face of your charges

What you have done is not only unJust, it Is a sin

Self defence is every warrior's right...

If that doesn't satisfy your Question,

you may also retire to a prison, to debate good and bad in peace

Are you threatening me... threatening your father...?

How dare you threaten the emperor?