XV Indra

1. The juice of Soma thus diffused, sweet to the taste, the bright cows drink,

Who travelling in splendour close to mighty Indra's side rejoice, good in their own supremacy.

2. Craving his touch the dappled kine mingle the Soma with their milk.

The milch-kine dear to Indra send forth his death dealing thunder-bolt, good in their own supremacy.

3. With veneration, passing wise, they honour his victorious might.

They follow close his many laws to win them due preeminence, good in their own supremacy.