मा कस्मै धातमभ्यमित्रिणे नो माकुत्रा नो गृहेभ्यो धेनवो गुः । स्तनाभुजो अशिश्वीः
Do not give to any enemy of ours, do not let our cows go elsewhere or from our homes; may they, full-uddered, remain with us.
दुहीयन्मित्रधितये युवाकु राये च नो मिमीतं वाजवत्यै । इषे च नो मिमीतं धेनुमत्यै
For the friendship of Mitra, for your favor, O youthful ones, measure out for us wealth abounding in strength; measure out for us, too, abundance rich in nourishment.
अश्विनोरसनं रथमनश्वं वाजिनीवतोः । तेनाहं भूरि चाकन
The chariot of the Ashvins, yoked without horses, full of vigor—by that I have often rejoiced.
अयं समह मा तनूह्याते जनाँ अनु । सोमपेयं सुखो रथः
This, indeed, is the assembly; may you, O Ashvins, extend our bodies; among the people, the chariot that brings the Soma-drink is easy to ride.
अध स्वप्नस्य निर्विदेऽभुञ्जतश्च रेवतः । उभा ता बस्रि नश्यतः
Then, in the weariness of sleep and in the enjoyment of splendor, may both of you, O radiant ones, protect us.
कदित्था नॄँः पात्रं देवयतां श्रवद्गिरो अङ्गिरसां तुरण्यन् । प्र यदानड्विश आ हर्म्यस्योरु क्रंसते अध्वरे यजत्रः
When, O swift one, will you hear the prayers of the devout men, the songs of the Angirases? When, at the sacrifice, does the worshipful one stride widely to the house of the generous?
स्तम्भीद्ध द्यां स धरुणं प्रुषायदृभुर्वाजाय द्रविणं नरो गोः । अनु स्वजां महिषश्चक्षत व्रां मेनामश्वस्य परि मातरं गोः
He propped up the sky, he established the support; the mighty one, for the prize, gave riches to men from the cow. The buffalo, following his own kin, beheld the herds; he measured the mother of the horse and the cow.
नक्षद्धवमरुणीः पूर्व्यं राट् तुरो विशामङ्गिरसामनु द्यून् । तक्षद्वज्रं नियुतं तस्तम्भद्द्यां चतुष्पदे नर्याय द्विपादे
He did not abandon the ancient law, the red ones, the first ruler; the swift one, following the Angirases, the days. He fashioned the thunderbolt, the troop; he propped up the sky for the four-footed and the two-footed.
अस्य मदे स्वर्यं दा ऋतायापीवृतमुस्रियाणामनीकम् । यद्ध प्रसर्गे त्रिककुम्निवर्तदप द्रुहो मानुषस्य दुरो वः
By his exhilaration, grant the heavenly, O righteous one, the abundance of the cows. When, at the onset, the triple-peak turned aside, keep far from us the malice of man.
तुभ्यं पयो यत्पितरावनीतां राधः सुरेतस्तुरणे भुरण्यू । शुचि यत्ते रेक्ण आयजन्त सबर्दुघायाः पय उस्रियायाः
To you belongs the milk which the two parents have drawn, O bountiful, swift, and generous one. Pure is that which they have offered to you with the streak, the milk of the ever-yielding, the cow.
अध प्र जज्ञे तरणिर्ममत्तु प्र रोच्यस्या उषसो न सूरः । इन्दुर्येभिराष्ट स्वेदुहव्यैः स्रुवेण सिञ्चञ्जरणाभि धाम
Then was born the swift one, let him rejoice; like the sun at the breaking of dawn he shines forth. O Indra, with those who are fit for offering, pour with the ladle, with the streams, the Soma for the dwelling.
स्विध्मा यद्वनधितिरपस्यात्सूरो अध्वरे परि रोधना गोः । यद्ध प्रभासि कृत्व्याँ अनु द्यूननर्विशे पश्विषे तुराय
When, in the forest, the blazing one, the sun, at the sacrifice, passed around the enclosure of the cow; when you shine forth with your deeds, following the days, O man, for the cattle, for strength.
अष्टा महो दिव आदो हरी इह द्युम्नासाहमभि योधान उत्सम् । हरिं यत्ते मन्दिनं दुक्षन्वृधे गोरभसमद्रिभिर्वाताप्यम्
Eight from the great heaven, the bays, here, full of splendor, have come to the contest at the fountain. The bay one, your exhilarating draught, they milked for the increase of the cow, the calf, to be mixed with the stones.
त्वमायसं प्रति वर्तयो गोर्दिवो अश्मानमुपनीतमृभ्वा । कुत्साय यत्र पुरुहूत वन्वञ्छुष्णमनन्तैः परियासि वधैः
You turned back the iron one, the path of the cow, the stone brought by the skillful ones from heaven. There, for Kutsa, O much-invoked, you subdued Shushna with endless weapons, you went around with slayings.
पुरा यत्सूरस्तमसो अपीतेस्तमद्रिवः फलिगं हेतिमस्य । शुष्णस्य चित्परिहितं यदोजो दिवस्परि सुग्रथितं तदादः
When, in ancient times, the sun, having passed beyond the darkness, O stone-splitter, broke the cloud, the missile of him; even that which was hidden of Shushna's strength, you, O god, struck down, well-bound above the sky.
अनु त्वा मही पाजसी अचक्रे द्यावाक्षामा मदतामिन्द्र कर्मन् । त्वं वृत्रमाशयानं सिरासु महो वज्रेण सिष्वपो वराहुम्
After you, O mighty one, the great powers have moved; heaven and earth have rejoiced in your deed, O Indra. You, with the great thunderbolt, struck down Vritra lying in the channels, you shattered the stronghold.
त्वमिन्द्र नर्यो याँ अवो नॄन्तिष्ठा वातस्य सुयुजो वहिष्ठान् । यं ते काव्य उशना मन्दिनं दाद्वृत्रहणं पार्यं ततक्ष वज्रम्
You, O Indra, are the leader of men, the helper of men, the best charioteer of the wind. The wise Kavi, Ushanas, fashioned for you the exhilarating, protective thunderbolt for the slaying of Vritra.
त्वं सूरो हरितो रामयो नॄन्भरच्चक्रमेतशो नायमिन्द्र । प्रास्य पारं नवतिं नाव्यानामपि कर्तमवर्तयोऽयज्यून्
You, O sun, with the bay steeds, bring forth the men, you turn the wheel, O Indra, the driver. You carried across ninety ships, you turned back the unoffered, the unyoked.
त्वं नो अस्या इन्द्र दुर्हणायाः पाहि वज्रिवो दुरितादभीके । प्र नो वाजान्रथ्यो अश्वबुध्यानिषे यन्धि श्रवसे सूनृतायै
You, O Indra, protect us from this difficulty, O wielder of the thunderbolt, from distress and danger. Lead us to strength, to chariot-fame, to the awakening of horses; grant us glory and fair praise.
मा सा ते अस्मत्सुमतिर्वि दसद्वाजप्रमहः समिषो वरन्त । आ नो भज मघवन्गोष्वर्यो मंहिष्ठास्ते सधमादः स्याम
May your favor not depart from us, O generous one, may the seekers find the prize. Grant us, O Maghavan, wealth in cattle; may we be among those who share the grandest feast with you.
प्र वः पान्तं रघुमन्यवोऽन्धो यज्ञं रुद्राय मीळ्हुषे भरध्वम् । दिवो अस्तोष्यसुरस्य वीरैरिषुध्येव मरुतो रोदस्योः
Present the offering to Rudra, the gracious, O swift-minded ones, bring the libation for the sacrifice. Praise the heroic Maruts, sons of the sky, as archers, for their might in the heavens and earth.
पत्नीव पूर्वहूतिं वावृधध्या उषासानक्ता पुरुधा विदाने । स्तरीर्नात्कं व्युतं वसाना सूर्यस्य श्रिया सुदृशी हिरण्यैः
Like a wife, may the dawn and night, knowing much, increase the first invocation. The bright ones, adorned in splendid garments, shine with the golden beauty of the sun.
ममत्तु नः परिज्मा वसर्हा ममत्तु वातो अपां वृषण्वान् । शिशीतमिन्द्रापर्वता युवं नस्तन्नो विश्वे वरिवस्यन्तु देवाः
May the encompassing one, the bestower of wealth, delight in us; may the wind, strong among waters, delight in us. O Indra and the mountains, may you both protect us; may all the gods grant us passage.
उत त्या मे यशसा श्वेतनायै व्यन्ता पान्तौशिजो हुवध्यै । प्र वो नपातमपां कृणुध्वं प्र मातरा रास्पिनस्यायोः
And those who are glorious, white-robed, may they come for the invocation and protection. Call upon the offspring of waters; call upon the mothers of the swift-flowing rivers.
आ वो रुवण्युमौशिजो हुवध्यै घोषेव शंसमर्जुनस्य नंशे । प्र वः पूष्णे दावन आँ अच्छा वोचेय वसुतातिमग्नेः
Call upon the roaring offspring of waters for the invocation, proclaim their praise as one proclaims the fame of Arjuna. Speak to Pūṣan, the provider, and to Agni, the giver of wealth.
श्रुतं मे मित्रावरुणा हवेमोत श्रुतं सदने विश्वतः सीम् । श्रोतु नः श्रोतुरातिः सुश्रोतुः सुक्षेत्रा सिन्धुरद्भिः
May Mitra and Varuṇa hear my invocation, and may they hear it in their all-encompassing abode. May the generous, attentive one hear us; may the fertile river, Sindhu, hear us with her waters.
स्तुषे सा वां वरुण मित्र रातिर्गवां शता पृक्षयामेषु पज्रे । श्रुतरथे प्रियरथे दधानाः सद्यः पुष्टिं निरुन्धानासो अग्मन्
I praise your gift, Varuṇa and Mitra, a hundred cows in the herd, in the enclosure. Bearing beloved chariots, famed chariots, they have swiftly arrived, bringing nourishment.
अस्य स्तुषे महिमघस्य राधः सचा सनेम नहुषः सुवीराः । जनो यः पज्रेभ्यो वाजिनीवानश्वावतो रथिनो मह्यं सूरिः
I praise the bounty of the mighty giver; may we, together with the Nahushas, be strong. The lord who brings horses and chariots from the herds is generous to me.
जनो यो मित्रावरुणावभिध्रुगपो न वां सुनोत्यक्ष्णयाध्रुक् । स्वयं स यक्ष्मं हृदये नि धत्त आप यदीं होत्राभिरृतावा
The man who, hostile to Mitra and Varuṇa, does not praise you, is not favored by you, O mighty ones. He himself places sickness in his heart, when he, through the rites, acts unrighteously.
स व्राधतो नहुषो दंसुजूतः शर्धस्तरो नरां गूर्तश्रवाः । विसृष्टरातिर्याति बाळ्हसृत्वा विश्वासु पृत्सु सदमिच्छूरः
The Nahusha, strengthened by praise, is a leader of men, renowned for his glory. His generosity flows forth, overcoming obstacles; in every contest, he is ever eager.