ते त्वा मदा इन्द्र मादयन्तु शुष्मिणं तुविराधसं जरित्रे । एको देवत्रा दयसे हि मर्तान् अस्मिन् छूर सवने मादयस्व
May those exhilarations, O Indra, delight you—mighty, of great bounty for the singer; you alone among the gods show favor to mortals—rejoice, hero, in this pressing.
एवेदिन्द्रं वृषणं वज्रबाहुं वसिष्ठासो अभ्यर्चन्त्यर्कैः । स न स्तुतो वीरवद्धातु गोमद्यूयं पात स्वस्तिभिः सदा नः
Thus do the Vasiṣṭhas honor Indra, the mighty, with the thunderbolt-strong arm, with their hymns; may he, praised by us, grant us heroic strength and cattle, and always protect us with blessings.
ऋजीषी वज्री वृषभस्तुराषाट्छुष्मी राजा वृत्रहा सोमपावा । युक्त्वा हरिभ्यामुप यासदर्वाङ्माध्यंदिने सवने मत्सदिन्द्रः
Swift, armed with the thunderbolt, the bull, the mighty, the king, slayer of obstacles, drinker of soma—having yoked the two bays, let Indra come here to the midday pressing to rejoice.
वयमु त्वामपूर्व्य स्थूरं न कच्चिद्भरन्तोऽवस्यवः । वाजे चित्रं हवामहे
We, bearing you as our support, call upon you, O unprecedented one, like those who carry a heavy load; in the contest for prize, we invoke you, the wondrous one.
उप त्वा कर्मन्न् ऊतये स नो युवोग्रश्चक्राम यो धृषत्। त्वामिद्ध्यवितारं ववृमहे सखाय इन्द्र सानसिम्
We approach you for help in our work; may that strong one, who is fierce, come to us; we have chosen you, Indra, as our helper and friend, the unassailable one.
यो न इदमिदं पुरा प्र वस्य आनिनाय तमु व स्तुषे । सखाय इन्द्रमूतये
He who formerly brought us this and that prosperity, him I now praise; Indra, our friend, for help.
हर्यश्वं सत्पतिं चर्षणीसहं स हि ष्मा यो अमन्दत । आ तु नः स वयति गव्यमश्व्यं स्तोतृभ्यो मघवा शतम्
May he, the lord of fine horses, the true master, strong among peoples, who is ever vigorous, bring to us cattle and horses; may Maghavan grant a hundred gifts to the singers.
प्र मंहिष्ठाय बृहते बृहद्रये सत्यशुष्माय तवसे मतिं भरे । अपामिव प्रवणे यस्य दुर्धरं राधो विश्वायु शवसे अपावृतम्
I offer my thought to the most mighty, the great, the possessor of vast wealth, whose power is true and whose strength is renowned; whose difficult-to-hold riches, like water in a slope, are open for the energetic.
अध ते विश्वमनु हासदिष्टय आपो निम्नेव सवना हविष्मतः । यत्पर्वते न समशीत हर्यत इन्द्रस्य वज्रः श्नथिता हिरण्ययः
Then, for you, all the desired things follow, as waters flow downward for the sacrificial offerings; when, on the mountain, Indra's golden thunderbolt, unrestrained, was released and shattered what could not be subdued.
अस्मै भीमाय नमसा समध्वर उषो न शुभ्र आ भरा पनीयसे । यस्य धाम श्रवसे नामेन्द्रियं ज्योतिरकारि हरितो नायसे
To him, the awe-inspiring, we offer reverence with worship, as the radiant dawn brings forth light for the journey; whose domain, famed for its name and power, created a shining brilliance for the green ones to lead.
इमे त इन्द्र ते वयं पुरुष्टुत ये त्वारभ्य चरामसि प्रभूवसो । नहि त्वदन्यो गिर्वणो गिरः सधत्क्षोणीरिव प्रति नो हर्य तद्वचः
These, O Indra, are we, praised by many, who, relying on you, move about with abundance; none other than you, O singer of praises, supports our words—just as the earth upholds, so do you delight in this speech.
भूरि त इन्द्र वीर्यं तव स्मस्यस्य स्तोतुर्मघवन् काममा पृण । अनु ते द्यौर्बृहती वीर्यं मम इयं च ते पृथिवी नेम ओजसे
Much, O Indra, is your heroic power; grant the wish of this singer, O Maghavan, fulfill his desire; the vast sky follows your might, and this earth also bends to your strength.
त्वं तमिन्द्र पर्वतं महामुरुं वज्रेण वज्रिन् पर्वशश्चकर्तिथ । अवासृजो निवृताः सर्तवा अपः सत्रा विश्वं दधिषे केवलं सहः
You, Indra, with your thunderbolt, broke apart that great, vast mountain; you released the confined waters to flow, and with your strength, you alone established all.
उदप्रुतो न वयो रक्षमाणा वावदतो अभ्रियस्येव घोषाः । गिरिभ्रजो नोर्मयो मदन्तो बृहस्पतिमभ्यर्का अनावन्
Like birds rising, protecting themselves, with loud voices, as if from a cloud, the sounds resound; the mountain-born, the strong, rejoicing, approach Bṛhaspati with their hymns.
सं गोभिरङ्गिरसो नक्षमाणो भग इवेदर्यमणं निनाय । जने मित्रो न दम्पती अनक्ति बृहस्पते वाजयाशूंरिवाजौ
With cows, the Angiras, striving, led Aryaman like Bhaga; among people, like Mitra unites a couple, O Bṛhaspati, grant us swift strength in contests.
साध्वर्या अतिथिनीरिषिरा स्पार्हाः सुवर्णा अनवद्यरूपाः । बृहस्पतिः पर्वतेभ्यो वितूर्या निर्गा ऊपे यवमिव स्थिविभ्यः
The sacrificial offerings, the guests, the seers, are precious, golden, flawless in form; Bṛhaspati, breaking through the mountains, released the cows from the hollows as one shakes out barley from the stalks.
आप्रुषायन् मधुना ऋतस्य योनिमवक्षिपन्न् अर्क उल्कामिव द्योः । बृहस्पतिरुद्धरन्न् अश्मनो गा भूम्या उद्नेव वि त्वचं बिभेद
He sprinkled with honey, casting into the womb of truth, the hymn like a meteor from the sky; Bṛhaspati, lifting from the stone, broke through the earth as one splits the skin from the udder.
अप ज्योतिषा तमो अन्तरिक्षदुद्नः शीपालमिव वात आजत्। बृहस्पतिरनुमृश्या वलस्याभ्रमिव वात आ चक्र आ गाः
With light, he drove away darkness from the midspace, as wind blows away the fleece from the udder; Bṛhaspati, searching, scattered Vala's cloud as wind breaks apart the cows.
यदा वलस्य पीयतो जसुं भेद्बृहस्पतिरग्नितपोभिरर्कैः । दद्भिर्न जिह्वा परिविष्टमाददाविर्निधींरकृणोदुस्रियाणाम्
When Bṛhaspati, with fire and hymns, broke the stronghold of Vala, he took the concealed treasure as one takes with the tongue, revealing the hidden wealth of the cows.
बृहस्पतिरमत हि त्यदासां नाम स्वरीणां सदने गुहा यत्। आण्डेव भित्वा शकुनस्य गर्भमुदुस्रियाः पर्वतस्य त्मनाजत्
Bṛhaspati, knowing their names, found the abode of the singers, hidden within; like breaking an egg, the womb of the bird, he released the cows from the mountain by his power.
अश्नापिनद्धं मधु पर्यपश्यन् मत्स्यं न दीन उदनि क्षियन्तम् । निष्टज्जभार चमसं न वृक्षाद्बृहस्पतिर्विरवेणा विकृत्य
They saw the honey, tightly enclosed, like a fish, weak, dwelling in water; he shook out the ladle from the tree, Bṛhaspati, with his cry, breaking it apart.
सोषामविन्दत्स स्वः सो अग्निं सो अर्केण वि बबाधे तमांसि । बृहस्पतिर्गोवपुषो वलस्य निर्मज्जानं न पर्वणो जभार
He found the sun, he found fire, and with his hymn he dispelled the darkness; Bṛhaspati, from Vala's cow-form, seized the hidden one as one takes from the joints.
हिमेव पर्णा मुषिता वनानि बृहस्पतिनाकृपयद्वलो गाः । अनानुकृत्यमपुनश्चकार यात्सूर्यामासा मिथ उच्चरातः
Like leaves stripped by frost, Bṛhaspati made Vala release the cows; he restored what was not imitated, and those who moved together brought forth the sun.
अभि श्यावं न कृशनेभिरश्वं नक्षत्रेभिः पितरो द्यामपिंशन् । रात्र्यां तमो अदधुर्ज्योतिरहन् बृहस्पतिर्भिनदद्रिं विदद्गाः
Like a dark horse among the thin ones, the ancestors adorned the sky with stars; in the night they placed darkness, in the day light; Bṛhaspati split the mountain and released the cows.
इदमकर्म नमो अभ्रियाय यः पूर्वीरन्वानोनवीति । बृहस्पतिः स हि गोभिः सो अश्वैः स वीरेभिः स नृभिर्नो वयो धात्
This act is for the Unharmed One, with reverence—he who follows the ancient paths anew; may Bṛhaspati, with cows, with horses, with heroes, with men, grant us long life.
अच्छा म इन्द्रं मतयः स्वर्विदः सध्रीचीर्विश्वा उशतीरनूषत । परि ष्वजन्ते जनयो यथा पतिं मर्यं न शुन्ध्युं मघवानमूतये
Towards Indra, all our inspired thoughts, knowing the light, go together, shining; as wives embrace a husband, so the peoples press close to the generous Lord for help.
न घा त्वद्रिगप वेति मे मनस्त्वे इत्कामं पुरुहूत शिश्रय । राजेव दस्म नि षदोऽधि बर्हिष्यस्मिन्त्सु सोमेऽवपानमस्तु ते
My mind does not turn away from you, O much-invoked one; in you alone is my desire placed. Like a mighty king, sit down here on the sacred grass; may you drink the Soma with us.
विषूवृदिन्द्रो अमतेरुत क्षुधः स इद्रायो मघवा वस्व ईशते । तस्येदिमे प्रवणे सप्त सिन्धवो वयो वर्धन्ति वृषभस्य शुष्मिणः
Indra, the strengthener, drives away want and hunger; that generous one is the lord of wealth. For him, in these slopes, seven rivers flow; the wings of the mighty bull grow strong.
वयो न वृक्षं सुपलाशमासदन्त्सोमास इन्द्रं मन्दिनश्चमूषदः । प्रैषामनीकं शवसा दविद्युतद्विदत्स्वर्मनवे ज्योतिरार्यम्
Like birds settling on a well-leaved tree, the joyous ones approach Indra, the drinker of Soma, for the feast. His face, flashing with power, shines forth; he finds the light for the worshipper.
कृतं न श्वघ्नी वि चिनोति देवने संवर्गं यन् मघवा सूर्यं जयत्। न तत्ते अन्यो अनु वीर्यं शकन् न पुराणो मघवन् नोत नूतनः
The dog-killing weapon does not scatter the divine wealth, when the generous one wins the sun. No other can match your strength, neither ancient nor new, O generous one.