1
GREAT as he was, Soma gained strength through this high ceremony: Joyfully he rises like a bull.
2
His task is done: his crushing of the Dasyus is evident: He sternly counts their debts.
3
As soon as his praise-song is born, the Soma, Indra’s nectar, becomes A thousand-destroying thunderbolt.
4
Seer and Sustainer, he himself desires wealth for the wise one When he decorates his songs.
5
They both wish to win wealth as in horse races. In battle You stand on the side of the victors.