vayaṃ gha tvā sutāvanta āpo na vṛktabarhiṣaḥ | pavitrasya prasravaṇeṣu vṛtrahan pari stotāra āsate ||
We compass thee like waters, we whose grass is trimmed and Soma pressed. Here where the filter pours its stream, thy worshippers round thee, O Vrtra-slayer, sit.
Medhyatithi, to Indra sing, drink of the juice to make thee glad. Close-knit to his Bay Steeds, bolt-armed, beside the juice is he: his chariot is of gold.
He Who is praised as strong of hand both right and left, most wise and hold: Indra who, rich in hundreds, gathers thousands up, honoured as breaker-down of forts.
यो धृषितो यो ऽवृतो यो अस्ति श्मश्रुषु श्रितः । विभूतद्युम्नश् च्यवनः पुरुष्टुतः क्रत्वा गौर् इव शाकिनः ॥
yo dhṛṣito yo 'vṛto yo asti śmaśruṣu śritaḥ | vibhūtadyumnaś cyavanaḥ puruṣṭutaḥ kratvā gaur iva śākinaḥ ||
The bold of heart whom none provokes, who stands in bearded confidence; Much-lauded, very glorious, overthrowing foes, strong Helper, like a bull with might.
ka īṃ veda sute sacā pibantaṃ kad vayo dadhe | ayaṃ yaḥ puro vibhinatty ojasā mandānaḥ śipry andhasaḥ ||
Who knows what vital power he wins, drinking beside the flowing juice? This is the fair-checked God who, joying in the draught, breaks down the castles in his strength.
दाना मृगो न वारणः पुरुत्रा चरथं दधे । नकिष् ट्वा नि यमद् आ सुते गमो महांश् चरस्य् ओजसा ॥
dānā mṛgo na vāraṇaḥ purutrā carathaṃ dadhe | nakiṣ ṭvā ni yamad ā sute gamo mahāṃś carasy ojasā ||
As a wild elephant rushes on this way and that way, mad with heat,' None may compel thee, yet come hither to the draught: thou movest mighty in thy power.
When he, the Mighty, ne'er o'erthrown, steadfast, made ready for the fight, When Indra Maghavan lists to his praiser's call, he will not stand aloof, but come.
Thy reins are very bulls in strength, bulls' strength is in thy golden whip. Thy car, O Maghavan, thy Bays are strong as bulls: thou, Satakratu, art a Bull.
Let the strong presser press for thee. Bring hither, thou straight-rushing Bull. The mighty makes the mighty run in flowing streams for thee whom thy Bay Horses bear.
Come, thou most potent Indra, come to drink the savoury Soma juice. Maghavan, very wise, will quickly come to hear the songs, the prayer, the hymns of praise.
When thou hast mounted on thy car let thy yoked Bay Steeds carry thee, Past other men's libations, Lord of Hundred Powers, thee, Vrtra-slayer, thee our Friend.