यवं-यवं नो अन्धसा पुष्टम-पुष्टं परि सरव | सोम विश्वा च सौभगा || ईन्दो यथा तव सतवो यथा ते जातमन्धसः | नि बर्हिषि परिये सदः || उत नो गोविदश्ववित पवस्व सोमान्धसा | मक्षूतमेभिरहभिः || यो जिनाति न जीयते हन्ति शत्रुमभीत्य | स पवस्व सहस्रजित || yavaṃ-yavaṃ no andhasā puṣṭam-puṣṭaṃ pari srava | soma viśvā ca saubhaghā || īndo yathā tava stavo yathā te jātamandhasaḥ | ni barhiṣi priye sadaḥ || uta no ghovidaśvavit pavasva somāndhasā | makṣūtamebhirahabhiḥ || yo jināti na jīyate hanti śatrumabhītya | sa pavasva sahasrajit || |
2. As thine, O Indu, is the praise, and thine what springeth from the juice,Seat thee on the dear sacred grass.
3. And, finding for us kine and steeds, O Soma, with thy juice flow onThrough days that fly most rapidly.
4. As one who conquers, ne'er subdued, attacks and stays the enemy,Thus, Vanquisher of thousands! flow.