Borne on with thee, O Manyu girt by Maruts, let our brave men, impetuous, bursting forward, March on, like flames of fire in form, exulting, with pointed arrows, sharpening their weapons.
agnir iva manyo tviṣitaḥ sahasva senānīr naḥ sahure hūta edhi | hatvāya śatrūn vi bhajasva veda ojo mimāno vi mṛdho nudasva ||
Flashing like fire, be thou, O conquering Manyu, invoked, O Victor, as our army's leader. Slay thou our foes, distribute their possessions: show forth thy vigour, scatter those who hate us.
O Manyu, overcome thou our assailant on! breaking, slaying, crushing down the foemen. They have not hindered thine impetuous vigour: Mighty, Sole born! thou makest them thy subjects.
Alone or many thou art worshipped, Manyu: sharpen the spirit of each clan for battle. With thee to aid, O thou of perfect splendour, we will uplift the glorious shout for conquest.
विजेषकृद् इन्द्र इवानवब्रवो ऽस्माकम् मन्यो अधिपा भवेह । प्रियं ते नाम सहुरे गृणीमसि विद्मा तम् उत्सं यत आबभूथ ॥
vijeṣakṛd indra ivānavabravo 'smākam manyo adhipā bhaveha | priyaṃ te nāma sahure gṛṇīmasi vidmā tam utsaṃ yata ābabhūtha ||
Unyielding bringing victory like Indra, O Manyu, be thou here our Sovran Ruler. To thy dear name, O Victor, we sing praises: we know the spring from which thou art come hither.
ābhūtyā sahajā vajra sāyaka saho bibharṣy abhibhūta uttaram | kratvā no manyo saha medy edhi mahādhanasya puruhūta saṃsṛji ||
Twin-born with power, destructive bolt of thunder, the highest conquering might is thine, Subduer! Be friendly to its in thy spirit, Manyu, O Much-invoked, in shock of mighty battle.
संसृष्टं धनम् उभयं समाकृतम् अस्मभ्यं दत्तां वरुणश् च मन्युः । भियं दधाना हृदयेषु शत्रवः पराजितासो अप नि लयन्ताम् ॥
saṃsṛṣṭaṃ dhanam ubhayaṃ samākṛtam asmabhyaṃ dattāṃ varuṇaś ca manyuḥ | bhiyaṃ dadhānā hṛdayeṣu śatravaḥ parājitāso apa ni layantām ||
For spoil let Varuna and Manyu give us the wealth of both sides gathered and collected; And let our enemies with stricken spirits, o'erwhelmed with terror, slink away defeated.