Do not enchant us with spells, O Enchanter; you are a dry breeze, dispelling illusion. For the wise ones your counsels are the source of fame and uplift.

Your slewest, Indra, by stratagems, the wily Śuṣṇa; the wise have known of this your (greatness); bestow upon them (abundant) food.

The wily Susna, Indra! thou o'er-threwest with thy wondrous powers. The wise beheld this deed of thine: now go beyond their eulogies.