They sit as you placed them, like cows tethered when longing for drink in mead and in wine; we do not oppose you, O Indra.

Gathering like (a flock of) birds round your exhilarating heaven- bestowing Soma mixed with curds, werepeatedly glorify you, Indra.

Sitting like birds beside thy meath., mingled with milk, that gladdeneth and exalteth thee, Indra, to thee we sing aloud.