The rich new car hath been equipped at morning; four yokes it hath, three whips, seven reins to guide it: Ten-sided, friendly to mankind, light-winner, that must be urged to speed with prayers and wishes.
सास्मा अरम् प्रथमं स द्वितीयम् उतो तृतीयम् मनुषः स होता । अन्यस्या गर्भम् अन्य ऊ जनन्त सो अन्येभिः सचते जेन्यो वृषा ॥
sāsmā aram prathamaṃ sa dvitīyam uto tṛtīyam manuṣaḥ sa hotā | anyasyā garbham anya ū jananta so anyebhiḥ sacate jenyo vṛṣā ||
This is prepared for him the first, the second, and the third time: he is man's Priest and Herald. Others get offspring of another parent he goeth, as a noble Bull, with others.
harī nu kaṃ ratha indrasya yojam āyai sūktena vacasā navena | mo ṣu tvām atra bahavo hi viprā ni rīraman yajamānāso anye ||
To Indra's car the Bay Steeds have I harnessed, that new well-spoken words may bring him hither. Here let not other worshippers detain thee, for among us are many holy singers.
Indra, come hitherward with two Bay Coursers, come thou with four, with six when invocated. Come thou with eight, with ten, to drink the Soma. Here is the juice, brave Warrior: do not scorn it.
O Indra, come thou hither having harnessed thy car with twenty, thirty, forty horses. Come thou with fifty well trained coursers, Indra, sixty or seventy, to drink the Soma.
आशीत्या नवत्या याह्य् अर्वाङ् आ शतेन हरिभिर् उह्यमानः । अयं हि ते शुनहोत्रेषु सोम इन्द्र त्वाया परिषिक्तो मदाय ॥
āśītyā navatyā yāhy arvāṅ ā śatena haribhir uhyamānaḥ | ayaṃ hi te śunahotreṣu soma indra tvāyā pariṣikto madāya ||
Come to us hitherward, O Indra, carried by eighty, ninety, or an hundred horses. This Soma juice among the Sunahotras hath been poured out, in love, to glad thee, Indra.
mama brahmendra yāhy acchā viśvā harī dhuri dhiṣvā rathasya | purutrā hi vihavyo babhūthāsmiñ chūra savane mādayasva ||
To this my prayer, O Indra, come thou hither: bind to thy car's pole all thy two Bay Coursers. Thou art to be invoked in many places Hero, rejoice thyself in this libation.
न म इन्द्रेण सख्यं वि योषद् अस्मभ्यम् अस्य दक्षिणा दुहीत । उप ज्येष्ठे वरूथे गभस्तौ प्राये-प्राये जिगीवांसः स्याम ॥
na ma indreṇa sakhyaṃ vi yoṣad asmabhyam asya dakṣiṇā duhīta | upa jyeṣṭhe varūthe gabhastau prāye-prāye jigīvāṃsaḥ syāma ||
Ne'er be my love from Indra disunited still may his liberal Milch-cow yield us treasure. So may we under his supreme protection, safe in his arms, succeed in each forth-going.
नूनं सा ते प्रति वरं जरित्रे दुहीयद् इन्द्र दक्षिणा मघोनी । शिक्षा स्तोतृभ्यो माति धग् भगो नो बृहद् वदेम विदथे सुवीराः ॥
nūnaṃ sā te prati varaṃ jaritre duhīyad indra dakṣiṇā maghonī | śikṣā stotṛbhyo māti dhag bhago no bṛhad vadema vidathe suvīrāḥ ||
Now may that wealthy Cow Of thine, O Indra, give in return a boon to him who lauds thee. Give to thy praisers: let not fortune fail us. Loud may we speak, with heroes, in assembly.