2As giving power and winning light, for Indra and for Vayu he Is poured upon the filtering−cloth.

3The men conduct him, Soma, Steer, Omniscient, and the Head of Heaven, Effused into the vats of wood.

4Longing for kine, longing for gold hath Indu Pavamana lowed, Still Conqueror, never overcome.

5This Pavamana, gladdening draught, drops on the filtering cloth, and then Mounts up with Surya to the sky.

6To Indra in the firmament this mighty tawny Steer hath flowed, This Indu, being purified.