YE Twain are Monks of offering, winners in war and holy works: Indra and Agni, mark this well.

Ye bounteous riders on the car, ye Vṛtra-slayers unsubdued: Indra and Agni, mark this well.

The men with pressing-stones have pressed this meath of yours which gives delight: Indra, and Agni, mark this well.

Accept our offering for weal, sharers of praise! the Soma shed: Indra and Agni. Heroes, come.

Be pleased with these libations which attract you to our sacred gifts Indra and Agni. Heroes, come.

Accept this eulogy of mine whose model is the Gāyatrī: Indra and Agni. Heroes, Come.

Come with the early-faring Devas, ye who are Lords of genuine wealth: Indra and Agni, to the Soma-draught

Hear ye the call of Atris, hear Śyāvāśva as he sheds the juice: Indra and Agni to the Soma-draught

Thus have I called you to our aid as sages called on you of old: Indra and AgniH!

Indra's and Agni's grace I claim, Sarasvatī's associates To whom this psalm of praise is sung.