CALL TO THOU THE STRONG, O LORD OF SOMA, DRINK SOMA, STRONG ONE WITH THE STRONG.
STRONG IS THE STONE, STRONG IS THE DRINK, STRONG IS THIS SOMA THAT IS PRESSED, STRONG ONE WITH THE STRONG.
AS STRONG AS I CALL ON THE STRONG, THUNDER-ARMED, WITH VARIOUS AID, STRONG ONE WITH THE STRONG.
IMPETUOUS, THUNDERER, STRONG, CLEAVING THE MIGHTY, KING, POWERFUL, VENGEFUL, SURA-SLAYER, SOMA-TAKER, MAY HE COME HERE WITH HIS YOKEED HORSES; MAY INDRA GLADEN HIM AT NOON LIBATION.
O SUN, WHEN THE DESCENDANT OF ASURA, SVARBHAVNU, PIERCED THOU THROUGH AND THROUGH WITH DARKNESS, ALL CREATURES LOOKED LIKE ONE WHO IS BESIDESTHAN, WHO KNOWETH NOT THE PLACE WHERE HE STANDS.
WHAT TIME THOU SMOTE DOWN SVARBHAVNU'S MAGIC THAT SPREAD ITSELF UNDER THE SKY, O INDRA, BY HIS FOURTH SACRED PRAYER ATTI DISCOVERED THE SUN HIDDEN IN GLOOM THAT STOPPED HIS FUNCTION.
LET NOT THE OPPRESSOR WITH THIS DREAD, THROUGH ANGER SWALLOW ME UP, FOR I AM THINE, O ATTI. MITRA ART THOU, THE BRINGER OF TRUE BLESSINGS: THOU AND KING VARUṾA BE BOTH MY HELPERS.
THE BRAHMAN ATTI, SETTING THE PRESS-STONES, SERVING THE GODS WITH PRAISE AND ADORATION, ESTABLISHED IN THE HEAVEN THE EYE OF SUN AND CAUSED SVARBHAVNU'S MAGIC ARTS TO VANISH.
THE ATRIS FOUND THE SUN AGAIN, HIM WHOM SVARBHAVNU OF THE BROOD OF ASURAS HAD PIERCED WITH GLOOM. NONE EXCEPT HIM HAD POWER TO DO SO.