dadhikrāvṇa id u nu carkirāma viśvā in mām uṣasaḥ sūdayantu | apām agner uṣasaḥ sūryasya bṛhaspater āṅgirasasya jiṣṇoḥ ||
Let us recite the praise of Dadhikravan: may all the Mornings move me to exertion; Praise of the Lord of Waters, Dawn, and Agni, Brhaspati Son of Angiras, and Surya.
Brave, seeking war and booty, dwelling with the good and with the swift, may he hasten the food of Dawn. May he the true, the fleet, the lover of the course, the bird-like Dadhikravan, bring food, strength, and light.
uta smāsya dravatas turaṇyataḥ parṇaṃ na ver anu vāti pragardhinaḥ | śyenasyeva dhrajato aṅkasam pari dadhikrāvṇaḥ sahorjā taritrataḥ ||
His pinion, rapid runner, fans him m his way, as of a bird that hastens onward to its aim, And, as it were a falcon's gliding through the air, strikes Dadhikravan's side as he speeds on with might.
uta sya vājī kṣipaṇiṃ turaṇyati grīvāyām baddho apikakṣa āsani | kratuṃ dadhikrā anu saṃtavītvat pathām aṅkāṃsy anv āpanīphaṇat ||
Bound by the neck and by the flanks and by the mouth, the vigorous Courser lends new swiftness to his speed. Drawing himself together, as his strength allows, Dadhikras springs along the windings of the paths.
The Hamsa homed in light, the Vasu in mid-air, the priest beside the altar, in the house the guest, Dweller in noblest place, mid men, in truth, in sky, born of flood, kine, truth, mountain, he is holy Law.