1 Thy bounty, Dasyave-vrka, exhaustless hath displayed itself: Its fulness is as broad as heaven.

2 Ten thousand Dasyave-vrka, the son of Putakrata, hath

From his own wealth bestowed on me.

3 A hundred asses hath he given, a hundred head of fleecy sheep,

And wreaths besides.

4 There also was a mare led forth, picked out for Putakrata's sake,

Not of the horses of the herd.

5 The Radiant One hath shone on high as shines the Sun, hath shone like the sun in the heavens.