asteva su prataraṃ lāyam asyan bhūṣann iva pra bharā stomam asmai vācā viprās tarata vācam aryo ni rāmaya jaritaḥ soma indram
Even as an archer shoots afar his arrow, offer the laud to him with meet adornment. Quell with your voice the wicked's voice, O sages. Singer, make Indra rest beside the Soma.