janū́ś cid vo marutas tveṣíyeṇa bhī́māsas túvimanyavo áyāsaḥ |
prá yé máhobhir ójasotá sánti víśvo vo yā́man bhayate suvardŕ̥k ||
2 Yea, your birth, Maruts, was with wild commotion, ye who move swiftly, fierce in wrath, terrific. Ye all-surpassing in your might and vigour, each looker on the light fears at your coming.