They sent forth Aditi’s remote ones with mindless hearts; they seized Paruṣṇī. The lordly one pressed the earth, protecting the cattle’s kine and the herds at dusk.

The evil-disposed and stupid (enemies of Sudāsa), crossing the humble Paruṣṇi river, have brokendown its banks; but he by his greatness pervades the earth, and Kavi, the son of Cāyamana, like a fallingvictim, sleeps (in death).

Fools, in their folly fain to waste her waters, they parted inexhaustible Parusni. Lord of the Earth, he with his might repressed them: still lay the herd and the affrighted herdsman.