The gods set the wheel rolling, born from the great, by vigor; speech, ruddy, moved them and moved away. The warmth that protects the firstborn came shining for the poet. All heavenly streams flow to men; all torrents indeed are torrents.

Endowed with augmented vigour, he hurled (aginst the foes) the wheel (of the chariot) of the sun; and, ruddy of hue, deprived them of existence; he, the sovereign lord, deprived them of existence. As you, sage Indra, come from afar to the succour of Uśanā, so do you come quickly, bearing all good things (to us) every day.

Waxed strong in might at dawn he tore the Sun's wheel off. Bright red, he steals away their speech, the Lord of Power, their speech he steals away from them, As thou with eager speed, O Sage, hast come from far away to hel As winning for thine own all happiness of men, winning all happiness each day.