2O Indra, let thy long−maned Bays, yoked by prayer, bring thee hitherward Give car and listen to our prayers.

3We Soma−bearing Brahmans call thee Soma−drinker with thy friend, We, Indra, bringing Soma juice.

4Come unto us who bring the juice, come unto this our eulogy, Fair−visored! drink thou of the juice.

5I pour it down within thee, so through all thy members let it spread: Take with. thy tongue the pleasant drink.

6Sweet to thy body let it be, delicious be the savoury juice: Sweet be the Soma to thine heart.

7Like women, let this Soma−draught, invested with its robe, approach, O active Indra, close to thee.

8Indra, transported with the juice, vast in his bulk, strong in his neck And stout arms, smites the Vrtras down.

9O Indra, go thou forward, thou who rulest over all by might: Thou Vrtra−slayer slay the fiends,

10Long be thy grasping−hook wherewith thou givest ample wealth to him Who sheds the juice and worships thee.

11Here, Indra, is thy Soma−draught, made pure upon the sacred grass: Run hither, come and drink thereof.

12Famed for thy radiance, worshipped well this juice is shed for thy delight Thou art invoked, Akhandala!

13To Kundapayya, grandson's son, grandson of Srngavrs! to thee, To him have I addressed my thought.

14Strong pillar thou, Lord of the home armour of Soma−offerers: The drop of Soma breaketh all the strongholds down, and Indra is the Rsis' Friend.

15Holy Prdikusanu, winner of the spoil, one eminent o'er many men, Lead on the wild horse Indra with his vigorous grasp forward to drink the Soma juice.