You obstruct all roads, you move forth from the east; the heavens sprang from the upper realms. Mothers spread forth the subtle milking kine; winds go around the herds and the people.

All the high plural ces, and the many low paces, the heaven and the earth, trembled (through fear) of the mighty (Indra) at his birth; the strong (Indra) cherishes the parents of the moving (Sun), and the winds, like men, make a noise in their peregrination.

Before the High God, at his birth, heaven trembled, earth, many floods and all the precipices. The Strong One bringeth nigh the Bull's two Parents: loud sing the winds, like men, in air's mid-region.