This hymn of yours, O Maruts, is the voice of the strong one, the bringer of joy to the generous; this is the praise that lengthens our strength and, as food for cattle, bestows life-sustenance.

This praise, Maruts, is for you; this hymn is for you, (the work) of a venerable author, capable of conferring delight (by his laudations). May the praise reach you, for (the good of your) person ns, so that we may (thence) obtain food, strength, and long life.

May this your praise, may this your song, O Maruts, sung by the poet, Mana's son, Mandarya, Bring offspring for ourselves with food to feed us. May we find strengthening food in full abundance!