ब्रह्माणि मे मतयः शं सुतासः शुष्म इयर्ति प्रभृतो मे अद्रिः । आ शासते प्रति हर्यन्त्युक्थेमा हरी वहतस्ता नो अच्छ
My praises, my thoughts, are well-pressed; my strength is aroused, my stone is ready. They command, they are eager for the hymn; those two steeds carry you—may they bring you to us.
अतो वयमन्तमेभिर्युजानाः स्वक्षत्रेभिस्तन्वः शुम्भमानाः । महोभिरेताँ उप युज्महे न्विन्द्र स्वधामनु हि नो बभूथ
Therefore, we, yoked with these, shining in our own power, adorn our bodies. With these great ones we approach you, Indra; for you have become our own by your nature.
क्व स्या वो मरुतः स्वधासीद्यन्मामेकं समधत्ताहिहत्ये । अहं ह्युग्रस्तविषस्तुविष्मान्विश्वस्य शत्रोरनमं वधस्नैः
Where was your own power, Maruts, when you set me alone in the serpent-slaying? For I am fierce, strong, mighty, unconquered by the enemy, unbroken by the weapons of all.
भूरि चकर्थ युज्येभिरस्मे समानेभिर्वृषभ पौंस्येभिः । भूरीणि हि कृणवामा शविष्ठेन्द्र क्रत्वा मरुतो यद्वशाम
You have done much for us with your yoked ones, with your united, bull-like powers. Indeed, let us do many mighty deeds, O most powerful Indra, by wisdom, when we are in your command, O Maruts.
वधीं वृत्रं मरुत इन्द्रियेण स्वेन भामेन तविषो बभूवान् । अहमेता मनवे विश्वश्चन्द्राः सुगा अपश्चकर वज्रबाहुः
You slew Vṛtra, Maruts, with your own power, by your own brightness you became mighty. I, the wielder of the thunderbolt, made all these paths easy for Manu, shining for all.
अनुत्तमा ते मघवन्नकिर्नु न त्वावाँ अस्ति देवता विदानः । न जायमानो नशते न जातो यानि करिष्या कृणुहि प्रवृद्ध
Unsurpassed are you, O generous one; there is no other god who knows as you do. Neither being born nor being born anew is lost; do what you will, O ever-growing one.
एकस्य चिन्मे विभ्वस्त्वोजो या नु दधृष्वान्कृणवै मनीषा । अहं ह्युग्रो मरुतो विदानो यानि च्यवमिन्द्र इदीश एषाम्
Even with the power of one, I could accomplish what I set my mind to, if I dared. For I am fierce, knowing the Maruts, and whatever Indra desires among these, I can do.
अमन्दन्मा मरुत स्तोमो अत्र यन्मे नरः श्रुत्यं ब्रह्म चक्र । इन्द्राय वृष्णे सुमखाय मह्यं सख्ये सखायस्तन्वे तनूभिः
Here my praise gladdened the Maruts, when the men made a worthy hymn for me. For Indra, the strong, the bountiful, for me, the friend, friends with their bodies and selves.
एवेदेते प्रति मा रोचमाना अनेद्यः श्रव एषो दधानाः । संचक्ष्या मरुतश्चन्द्रवर्णा अच्छान्त मे छदयाथा च नूनम्
These here shine forth before me, bearing undiminished fame. The Maruts, bright in form, will come together; may you now cover me and protect me.
को न्वत्र मरुतो मामहे वः प्र यातन सखीँरच्छा सखायः । मन्मानि चित्रा अपिवातयन्त एषां भूत नवेदा म ऋतानाम्
Who among you, Maruts, will be my helper here? Come forth, friends, as friends to a friend. Let your wondrous thoughts flow forth; be among those who know the truths.
आ यद्दुवस्याद्दुवसे न कारुरस्माञ्चक्रे मान्यस्य मेधा । ओ षु वर्त्त मरुतो विप्रमच्छेमा ब्रह्माणि जरिता वो अर्चत्
When the poet invokes for the day, for the day's sake, he has made us worthy of honor by his wisdom. Now, Maruts, let the inspired one approach; let the singer praise you with these hymns.
एष व स्तोमो मरुत इयं गीर्मान्दार्यस्य मान्यस्य कारोः । एषा यासीष्ट तन्वे वयां विद्यामेषं वृजनं जीरदानुम्
This is your praise, Maruts, this song of the poet, worthy of honor, of the singer. May this one go forth for his own self; may we know this people, long-lived.
तन्नु वोचाम रभसाय जन्मने पूर्वं महित्वं वृषभस्य केतवे । ऐधेव यामन्मरुतस्तुविष्वणो युधेव शक्रास्तविषाणि कर्तन
Let us now speak of that ancient greatness for the eager one, for the birth of the bull, for the sign. Like fire kindled, like the Maruts, strong in force, like warriors in battle, do mighty deeds, O powerful ones.
नित्यं न सूनुं मधु बिभ्रत उप क्रीळन्ति क्रीळा विदथेषु घृष्वयः । नक्षन्ति रुद्रा अवसा नमस्विनं न मर्धन्ति स्वतवसो हविष्कृतम्
Ever bearing sweetness for the son, they play joyfully in the assemblies, the vigorous ones. The Rudras do not harm the reverent one with their favor, nor do the self-powerful ones injure the one who offers sacrifice.
यस्मा ऊमासो अमृता अरासत रायस्पोषं च हविषा ददाशुषे । उक्षन्त्यस्मै मरुतो हिता इव पुरू रजांसि पयसा मयोभुवः
To whom the immortal attendants have granted wealth and nourishment, and who offers oblations with devotion; for him, the Maruts pour forth blessings, like friends, with abundant waters across many regions.
आ ये रजांसि तविषीभिरव्यत प्र व एवासः स्वयतासो अध्रजन् । भयन्ते विश्वा भुवनानि हर्म्या चित्रो वो यामः प्रयतास्वृष्टिषु
They have stretched out the realms with their might; their own strength has moved forth, unrestrained. All beings and dwellings tremble before them; your approach is wondrous in the streaming showers.
यत्त्वेषयामा नदयन्त पर्वतान्दिवो वा पृष्ठं नर्या अचुच्यवुः । विश्वो वो अज्मन्भयते वनस्पती रथीयन्तीव प्र जिहीत ओषधिः
When, with their force, they cause the mountains to resound, or shake the lofty sky, the noble ones; all your actions make the trees tremble, and the herbs flee as if driven by chariots.
यूयं न उग्रा मरुतः सुचेतुनारिष्टग्रामाः सुमतिं पिपर्तन । यत्रा वो दिद्युद्रदति क्रिविर्दती रिणाति पश्वः सुधितेव बर्हणा
You, O mighty Maruts, with wise counsel, protect the unharmed hosts and bestow good favor. Where your lightning flashes, the storm roars, and the cattle are scattered as if by a well-made shelter.
प्र स्कम्भदेष्णा अनवभ्रराधसोऽलातृणासो विदथेषु सुष्टुताः । अर्चन्त्यर्कं मदिरस्य पीतये विदुर्वीरस्य प्रथमानि पौंस्या
With firm strength, unwearied in giving, praised in the assemblies, they sing to the sun for the joy of the intoxicating drink. They know the foremost deeds of the heroic one.
शतभुजिभिस्तमभिह्रुतेरघात्पूर्भी रक्षता मरुतो यमावत । जनं यमुग्रास्तवसो विरप्शिनः पाथना शंसात्तनयस्य पुष्टिषु
With a hundred arms, let them protect from harm; let the Maruts guard whom they favor. The fierce, powerful, radiant ones defend the people, bringing blessings and prosperity to their offspring.
विश्वानि भद्रा मरुतो रथेषु वो मिथस्पृध्येव तविषाण्याहिता । अंसेष्वा वः प्रपथेषु खादयोऽक्षो वश्चक्रा समया वि वावृते
All auspicious powers are placed in your chariots, Maruts, like rivals striving with vigor. On your shoulders, on the paths, are ornaments; the axle and wheels turn together, spreading far.
भूरीणि भद्रा नर्येषु बाहुषु वक्षस्सु रुक्मा रभसासो अञ्जयः । अंसेष्वेताः पविषु क्षुरा अधि वयो न पक्षान्व्यनु श्रियो धिरे
Many splendid adornments are on your noble arms, on your breasts are golden ornaments, shining and swift. On your shoulders, on the shafts, are blades; like wings on birds, your splendors are arranged.
महान्तो मह्ना विभ्वो विभूतयो दूरेदृशो ये दिव्या इव स्तृभिः । मन्द्राः सुजिह्वाः स्वरितार आसभिः सम्मिश्ला इन्द्रे मरुतः परिष्टुभः
Great in greatness, abundant in abundance, far-seeing, like heavenly beings with beauty. Delightful, well-tongued, sounding with voices, mingled with Indra, Maruts, you sing the stotra.
तद्वः सुजाता मरुतो महित्वनं दीर्घं वो दात्रमदितेरिव व्रतम् । इन्द्रश्चन त्यजसा वि ह्रुणाति तज्जनाय यस्मै सुकृते अराध्वम्
This is your noble greatness, Maruts, your long-lasting gift, your vow like that of Aditi. Even Indra cannot surpass it by force; you grant favor to the one who acts well.
तद्वो जामित्वं मरुतः परे युगे पुरू यच्छंसममृतास आवत । अया धिया मनवे श्रुष्टिमाव्या साकं नरो दंसनैरा चिकित्रिरे
This is your kinship, Maruts, from ancient times, when you, immortal ones, bring blessings. With this thought, you have made yourselves known to Manu, together, O men, with your shining weapons.
येन दीर्घं मरुतः शूशवाम युष्माकेन परीणसा तुरासः । आ यत्ततनन्वृजने जनास एभिर्यज्ञेभिस्तदभीष्टिमश्याम्
By which, Maruts, we have long praised you, by your protection, O swift ones. When the people spread out, let us attain the desired goal with these sacrifices.
एष व स्तोमो मरुत इयं गीर्मान्दार्यस्य मान्यस्य कारोः । एषा यासीष्ट तन्वे वयां विद्यामेषं वृजनं जीरदानुम्
This praise is for you, Maruts, this song from the poet Mandarya, the honored one. May this be wished for the body, may we know this people, long-lived and strong.
सहस्रं त इन्द्रोतयो नः सहस्रमिषो हरिवो गूर्ततमाः । सहस्रं रायो मादयध्यै सहस्रिण उप नो यन्तु वाजाः
A thousand, O Indra, are your helps for us; a thousand riches, O golden one, most praised. A thousand joys for delight; let the thousand-bearing steeds come to us.
आ नोऽवोभिर्मरुतो यान्त्वच्छा ज्येष्ठेभिर्वा बृहद्दिवैः सुमायाः । अध यदेषां नियुतः परमाः समुद्रस्य चिद्धनयन्त पारे
Let the Maruts come to us with their aid, with the eldest, with the great heavens, with good wisdom. When their troops reach the farthest shore, they even cross the ocean.
मिम्यक्ष येषु सुधिता घृताची हिरण्यनिर्णिगुपरा न ऋष्टिः । गुहा चरन्ती मनुषो न योषा सभावती विदथ्येव सं वाक्
Among whom are well-made, shining chariots, with golden fittings, like a sharp spear. Moving secretly, like a woman among men, the speech comes together in the assembly.