Indra, protector of wealth, guarded the milking kine with the thunderer’s deed. I desired the head crowned with sacred fat; at dawn the ox rose and the song drank it in.

Indra with his voice as with an (armed) hand clove Vala the defender of hte kine; desirous of themixture (of milk and Soma) he with (the Maruts)k, who were shining with person iration, destroyed Paṇi andliberated the cows.

As with a hand, so with his roaring Indra cleft Vala through, the guardian of the cattle. Seeking the milk-draught with sweatshining comrades he stole the Pani's kine and left him weeping.