brahmā ṇa indropa yāhi vidvān arvāñcas te harayaḥ santu yuktāḥ viśve ciddhi tvā vihavanta martā asmākam icchṛṇuhi viśvaminva
Come to our prayers, O Indra, thou who knowest: let thy Bay Steeds be yoked and guided hither. Though mortal men on every side invoke thee, still give thine ear to us, O All-impeller.