JUST AS A CHARIOT TO HELP US, WE CALL UPON YOU FOR OUR BLISS, STRONG IN YOUR DEEDS, Fending Off Attacks, Lord, Mightiest Indra, of the Brave!
GREAT IN YOUR POWER AND WISDOM, STRONG WITH THOUGHT THAT COMPREHENDS ALL, YOU HAVE FILLED EVERYTHING WITH GLORY.
YOU, VERY MIGHTY ONE, WHO GRASP THE GOLDEN BOLT WITH YOUR POWER, WHICH BREAKS ITS WAY.
YOUR MIGHTY LORD, UNBOWED, OVERALL MEN, WHO RULES, I CALL TO HELP AND SUPPORT.
WHOM EVER ADVANCING, IN BATTLES THAT WIN LIGHT, IN BOTH HOSTS, MEN CALL TO HELP AND SUPPORT.
INDRA, THE STRONG, UNLIMITED, WORTHY OF PRaise, Most Generous, SINGLE RULER OVER WEALTH.
HIM, FOR HIS AMPLE BOUNTY, HIM, THIS INDRA DO I URGE TO DRINK, WHO, AS HIS PRAISE WAS SUNG OF OLD, IS THE LORD OF MEN.
YOU MIGHTY ONE, WHOSE FRIENDSHIP NO MORTAL HAS EVER GAINED, NONE WILL EVER ATTAIN YOUR MIGHT.
AIDED BY YOU, ALIGNED WITH YOU, IN BATTLES FOR WATER AND SUN, BOLT-ARMED! MAY WE WIN AMPLE SPOIL.
SO SEEK WE YOU WITH SACRIFICE AND SONGS, Chief Lover of the Song, AS, IN OUR BATTLES, YOU GAVE HELP TO INDRA.
O THUNDERER, WHOSE FRIENDSHIP AND ONWARD GUIDANCE BOTH ARE SWEET, MY SACRIFICE MUST BE PREPARED.
TO US, OURSELVES, GIVE AMPLE ROOM, GIVE FOR OUR DWELLING AMPLE ROOM GIVE AMPLE ROOM TO LIVE.
WE COUNT THE FEAST OF THE GODS A SPACIOUS PATHWAY FOR MEN, AND FOR CATTLE AND CHARIOTS.
SIX MEN, YEA, TWO AND TWO, GLAD WITH SOMA JUICE, COME NEAR TO ME WITH PLEASANT OFFERINGS TO TASTE.
TWO BROWN-HUED STEEDS, INDROTA'S GIFT, TWO BYES FROM ARKS'A SON WERE