The mighty one insured your strong-armed chiefs; he did not desire to milk the cow that wandered. Your praised ones, rich in sweetness and song—those who followed you came to the night-meeting.

Protectors of many, vast (wealth) is to be distributed by you; give us then nutritious and invariable food. Givers of delight, there are to you, adorers, and fit praise, and libations, which are prepared to acknowledge your liberality.

Lords of great wealth, manifold is your bounty: ye filled our cow with food that never faileth. Lovers of sweetness! yours are praise and singers, and poured libations which have sought your favour.