What the wise one knew not from thought, the praise of ancient Indra at the noon was born. Where the life‑breath came forth like wave‑breaking bark, they go as two ships when they perform the offering.

When the thought of glorifying Indra entered my mind, then I gave birth (to his praises); may I laud him before encountering distant (evil) days, whereby he may guide us beyond sin; for those on both sides of us invoke him, as (those on either bank of a river hail) a passenger in a boat.

I have brought forth a song when longing seized me: ere the decisive day will I laud Indra; Then may lie safely bear us over trouble, as in a ship, when both sides invocate him.