tāṃ su te kīrtim maghavan mahitvā yat tvā bhīte rodasī ahvayetām | prāvo devāṃ ātiro dāsam ojaḥ prajāyai tvasyai yad aśikṣa indra ||
I SING thy fame that, Maghavan, through thy Greatness the heavens and earth invoked thee in their terror, Thou, aiding Gods, didst quell the power of Dasas, what time thou holpest many a race, O Indra.
यद् अचरस् तन्वा वावृधानो बलानीन्द्र प्रब्रुवाणो जनेषु । मायेत् सा ते यानि युद्धान्य् आहुर् नाद्य शत्रुं ननु पुरा विवित्से ॥
yad acaras tanvā vāvṛdhāno balānīndra prabruvāṇo janeṣu | māyet sā te yāni yuddhāny āhur nādya śatruṃ nanu purā vivitse ||
When thou wast roaming, waxen strong in body, telling thy might, Indra, among the people, All that men called thy battles was illusion: no foe hast thou to-day, nor erst hast found one.
क उ नु ते महिमनः समस्यास्मत् पूर्व ऋषयो ऽन्तम् आपुः । यन् मातरं च पितरं च साकम् अजनयथास् तन्वः स्वायाः ॥
ka u nu te mahimanaḥ samasyāsmat pūrva ṛṣayo 'ntam āpuḥ | yan mātaraṃ ca pitaraṃ ca sākam ajanayathās tanvaḥ svāyāḥ ||
Who are the Rsis, then, who comprehended before our time the bounds of all thy greatness? For from thy body thou hast generated at the same time the Mother and the Father.
Thou, Mighty Steer, hast four supremest natures, Asura natures that may ne'er be injured. All these, O Maghavan, thou surely knowest, wherewith thou hast performed thy great achievements.
त्वं विश्वा दधिषे केवलानि यान्य् आविर् या च गुहा वसूनि । कामम् इन् मे मघवन् मा वि तारीस् त्वम् आज्ञाता त्वम् इन्द्रासि दाता ॥
tvaṃ viśvā dadhiṣe kevalāni yāny āvir yā ca guhā vasūni | kāmam in me maghavan mā vi tārīs tvam ājñātā tvam indrāsi dātā ||
Thou hast all treasures in thy sole possession, treasures made manifest and treasures hidden. Defer not thou, O Maghavan, my longing: thou, art Director, Indra, thou art Giver.
यो अदधाज् ज्योतिषि ज्योतिर् अन्तर् यो असृजन् मधुना सम् मधूनि । अध प्रियं शूषम् इन्द्राय मन्म ब्रह्मकृतो बृहदुक्थाद् अवाचि ॥
yo adadhāj jyotiṣi jyotir antar yo asṛjan madhunā sam madhūni | adha priyaṃ śūṣam indrāya manma brahmakṛto bṛhadukthād avāci ||
To him who set the light in things of splendour, and with all sweetness blent essential sweetness, To Indra hath this welcome hymn that strengthens been uttered by the votary Brhaduktha.