1a O Vayu, drinker of the pure, come to us;     A thousand are thy teams, O thou that hast all choice boons.     For thee this sweet drink hath been drawn,     Whereof, O god, thou hast the first drink.     b Thou art taken with a support; to Vayu thee!     c O Indra and Vayu, these draughts are ready;     Come ye for the libations,     For the drops desire you.     d Thou art taken with a support; to Indra and Vayu thee! This is     thy birthplace; to the comrades thee!