If Indra in battle stirs his mighty wealth and shouts, then let him, unequaled on the road, cleave like a hawk the head of the foe from his hearing-place.

(At the time) when, in the effort (made) in an arduous conflict, you urge our horses over an uneven road, like falcons darting upon their food through the difficult path (of the firmament).

When, Indra, in the mighty fray thou urgest chargers to their speed, On the uneven road and on a toilsome path, like falcons, eager for renown,