aheḷamāna upa yāhi yajñaṃ tubhyam pavanta indavaḥ sutāsaḥ | gāvo na vajrin svam oko acchendrā gahi prathamo yajñiyānām ||
Come gracious to our sacrifice, O Indra: pressed Soma-drops are purified to please thee. As cattle seek their home, so Thunderwielder, come, Indra, first of those who claim our worship.
या ते काकुत् सुकृता या वरिष्ठा यया शश्वत् पिबसि मध्व ऊर्मिम् । तया पाहि प्र ते अध्वर्युर् अस्थात् सं ते वज्रो वर्तताम् इन्द्र गव्युः ॥
yā te kākut sukṛtā yā variṣṭhā yayā śaśvat pibasi madhva ūrmim | tayā pāhi pra te adhvaryur asthāt saṃ te vajro vartatām indra gavyuḥ ||
With that well-formed most wide-extending palate, wherewith thou ever drinkest streams of sweetness, Drink thou; the Adhvaryu standeth up before thee: let thy spoil-winning thunderbolt attend thee.
This drop, steer-strong and omniform, the Soma, hath been made ready for the Bull, for India. Drink this, Lord of the Bays, thou Strong Supporter, this that is thine of old, thy food for ever.
Soma when pressed excels the unpressed Soma, better, for one who knows, to give him pleasure. Come to this sacrifice of ours, O Victor replenish all thy powers with this libation.
hvayāmasi tvendra yāhy arvāṅ araṃ te somas tanve bhavāti | śatakrato mādayasvā suteṣu prāsmāṃ ava pṛtanāsu pra vikṣu ||
We call on thee, O Indra: come thou hither: sufficient be the Soma for thy body. Rejoice thee, Satakratu! in the juices guard us in wars, guard us among our people.