This which by whose might Marut-power was vanquished, Indra seized for drinking Soma’s draught.

This is that Indra, by whom assisted by the Maruts, yonder heaven was conquered, to quaff the Soma.

Drink ye the Soma rich in meath, ye Asvins Twain: sit gladly on the sacred grass. So, waxen mighty, to our eulogy from heaven come ye as wild-bulls to the pool.