The hero of men, who loves all people, King of the Races, Indra, called by many, Fame-loving, praised, come here with help, having yoked both strong Bay Horses!
Your mighty Horses, yoked by prayer, O Indra, your Coursers to your mighty Chariot harnessed— Mount them now, and borne by them come here: with Soma poured, Indra, we call you.
Mount your mighty Chariot: the mighty Soma is poured for you and sweet offerings sprinkle around us. Come down to us, Hero of human races, come, having yoked them, with strong Bay Horses.
Here is the sacrifice reaching gods, here the victim; here, Indra, are the prayers, here is the Soma. Sacred grass strewn: come here, Śakra; sit and drink: unyoke your two Bay Horses.
Come to us, Indra, come highly praised to the devotions of the singer Māna. Singing, may we find early through your help, may we find abundant nourishment.