sá yahvíyo avánīr góṣu árvā ā́ juhoti pradhaníyāsu sásriḥ |
apā́do yátra yújyāso arathā́ droṇíaśvāsa ī́rate ghr̥táṃ vā́ḥ ||
4 Fighting for kine, the prize of war, and I roaming among the berd be brings the young streams hither, Where, footless, joined, without a car to bear them, with jars for steeds, they pour their flood like butter.