1Flow onward, Indu, with this food for him who in thy wild delights, Battered the nine-and-ninety down.

2Smote swiftly forts, and Sambara, then Yadu and that Turvasa, For pious Divodasa's sake!

3Finder of horses, pour on us horses and wealth in kine and gold, And Indu, food in boundless store!