वृष्णः कोशः पवते मध्व ऊर्मिर्वृषभान्नाय वृषभाय पातवे । वृषणाध्वर्यू वृषभासो अद्रयो वृषणं सोमं वृषभाय सुष्वति
The bull's vessel flows, a wave of honey, led by bulls for the Bull to drink; the priests are bulls, the stones are bulls, and they press the bull Soma for the Bull.
वृषा ते वज्र उत ते वृषा रथो वृषणा हरी वृषभाण्यायुधा । वृष्णो मदस्य वृषभ त्वमीशिष इन्द्र सोमस्य वृषभस्य तृप्णुहि
Your thunderbolt is a bull, your chariot is a bull, your two bays are bulls, your weapons are bulls; O Bull, you rule over the exhilaration, O Indra, be satisfied with the bull Soma.
प्र ते नावं न समने वचस्युवं ब्रह्मणा यामि सवनेषु दाधृषिः । कुविन्नो अस्य वचसो निबोधिषदिन्द्रमुत्सं न वसुनः सिचामहे
I approach you with praise at the gatherings, as one who brings a boat to the assembly, O Indra, you are established in the sacrifices by the hymn; may you listen to our words, may we draw forth your wealth as one draws water from a well.
पुरा सम्बाधादभ्या ववृत्स्व नो धेनुर्न वत्सं यवसस्य पिप्युषी । सकृत्सु ते सुमतिभिः शतक्रतो सं पत्नीभिर्न वृषणो नसीमहि
From ancient distress, deliver us, as a cow her calf, eager for the pasture; with your favor, O hundred-powered one, may we, together with our wives, reach the fullness like bulls.
नूनं सा ते प्रति वरं जरित्रे दुहीयदिन्द्र दक्षिणा मघोनी । शिक्षा स्तोतृभ्यो माति धग्भगो नो बृहद्वदेम विदथे सुवीराः
May your generous gift, O Indra, ever yield a choice reward for the singer; grant to the praisers, do not withhold your portion from us, so that we may speak greatly and heroically in the assembly.
तदस्मै नव्यमङ्गिरस्वदर्चत शुष्मा यदस्य प्रत्नथोदीरते । विश्वा यद्गोत्रा सहसा परीवृता मदे सोमस्य दृंहितान्यैरयत्
Sing a new hymn to him, O Angiras, for his ancient powers are now awakened; when, in the intoxication of Soma, he set in motion all the herds that were held fast by force.
स भूतु यो ह प्रथमाय धायस ओजो मिमानो महिमानमातिरत् । शूरो यो युत्सु तन्वं परिव्यत शीर्षणि द्यां महिना प्रत्यमुञ्चत
Let him be present who, for the first pressing, measured out his strength and surpassed greatness; the hero who, in battle, protected his body and with his might released the sky from the head.
अधाकृणोः प्रथमं वीर्यं महद्यदस्याग्रे ब्रह्मणा शुष्ममैरयः । रथेष्ठेन हर्यश्वेन विच्युताः प्र जीरयः सिस्रते सध्र्यक्पृथक्
Then you performed your first great deed, when at the beginning, by your power, you set your might in motion; with your chariot yoked with tawny steeds, you scattered the old ones, and the living moved together, each apart.
अधा यो विश्वा भुवनाभि मज्मनेशानकृत्प्रवया अभ्यवर्धत । आद्रोदसी ज्योतिषा वह्निरातनोत्सीव्यन्तमांसि दुधिता समव्ययत्
Then he, mastering all beings, grew in strength and advanced in his youthful vigor; then the fire stretched out the light between heaven and earth, and the shining ones spread the luminous realms.
स प्राचीनान्पर्वतान्दृंहदोजसाधराचीनमकृणोदपामपः । अधारयत्पृथिवीं विश्वधायसमस्तभ्नान्मायया द्यामवस्रसः
With his strength, he shattered the ancient mountains, he made the flowing waters descend downward; he supported the earth with all its forms, and by his power, he upheld the sky with its streams.
सास्मा अरं बाहुभ्यां यं पिताकृणोद्विश्वस्मादा जनुषो वेदसस्परि । येना पृथिव्यां नि क्रिविं शयध्यै वज्रेण हत्व्यवृणक्तुविष्वणिः
With those arms, which his father made strong for him, he is ready for every deed from birth; with which, laying low the enemy on earth, he opened up the path with the thunderbolt, ever victorious.
अमाजूरिव पित्रोः सचा सती समानादा सदसस्त्वामिये भगम् । कृधि प्रकेतमुप मास्या भर दद्धि भागं तन्वो येन मामहः
Like a loving child with its parents, always together, you, O Bhaga, share in the common seat; grant us clear understanding, bring us near, bestow that portion by which we may not suffer harm.
भोजं त्वामिन्द्र वयं हुवेम ददिष्ट्वमिन्द्रापांसि वाजान् । अविड्ढीन्द्र चित्रया न ऊती कृधि वृषन्निन्द्र वस्यसो नः
We call upon you, O Indra, as a benefactor, may you grant us gifts, O Indra, bring us strength; do not abandon us, Indra, with your wondrous aid, make us, O Bull, possessors of wealth.
नूनं सा ते प्रति वरं जरित्रे दुहीयदिन्द्र दक्षिणा मघोनी । शिक्षा स्तोतृभ्यो माति धग्भगो नो बृहद्वदेम विदथे सुवीराः
May your generous gift, O Indra, ever yield a choice reward for the singer; grant to the praisers, do not withhold your portion from us, so that we may speak greatly and heroically in the assembly.
प्राता रथो नवो योजि सस्निश्चतुर्युगस्त्रिकशः सप्तरश्मिः । दशारित्रो मनुष्यः स्वर्षाः स इष्टिभिर्मतिभी रंह्यो भूत्
In the morning, a new chariot is yoked for you, with four yokes, three seats, and seven reins; with ten wheels, shining for men, it is swift with offerings and thoughts.
सास्मा अरं प्रथमं स द्वितीयमुतो तृतीयं मनुषः स होता । अन्यस्या गर्भमन्य ऊ जनन्त सो अन्येभिः सचते जेन्यो वृषा
For him, the first, the second, and also the third are prepared, and he is the priest for men; one begets another's offspring, another is born, and he, the mighty bull, joins with the others.
हरी नु कं रथ इन्द्रस्य योजमायै सूक्तेन वचसा नवेन । मो षु त्वामत्र बहवो हि विप्रा नि रीरमन्यजमानासो अन्ये
Let the two bays be yoked to Indra's chariot for the journey, with a new hymn and fresh words. Do not let others, O Indra, restrain you here, for many inspired priests and other worshippers seek you.
आ द्वाभ्यां हरिभ्यामिन्द्र याह्या चतुर्भिरा षड्भिर्हूयमानः । आष्टाभिर्दशभिः सोमपेयमयं सुतः सुमख मा मृधस्कः
Come, Indra, with your two bays, or with four, or with six when you are invoked. Come with eight or ten to drink the soma, O generous one, may you not be held back from the contest.
आ विंशत्या त्रिंशता याह्यर्वाङा चत्वारिंशता हरिभिर्युजानः । आ पञ्चाशता सुरथेभिरिन्द्रा षष्ट्या सप्तत्या सोमपेयम्
Come near with twenty, with thirty, with forty yoked bays. Come, Indra, with fifty splendid steeds, with sixty, with seventy, to drink the soma.
आशीत्या नवत्या याह्यर्वाङा शतेन हरिभिरुह्यमानः । अयं हि ते शुनहोत्रेषु सोम इन्द्र त्वाया परिषिक्तो मदाय
Come near with eighty, with ninety, drawn by a hundred bays. For this soma has been poured for you, Indra, at the rites of the Shunahotras, for your exhilaration.
मम ब्रह्मेन्द्र याह्यच्छा विश्वा हरी धुरि धिष्वा रथस्य । पुरुत्रा हि विहव्यो बभूथास्मिञ्छूर सवने मादयस्व
Come to me, Indra, for my hymn; place all your bays in the yoke of your chariot. For you are to be invoked in many places; rejoice here, O mighty one, in this pressing of soma.
न म इन्द्रेण सख्यं वि योषदस्मभ्यमस्य दक्षिणा दुहीत । उप ज्येष्ठे वरूथे गभस्तौ प्रायेप्राये जिगीवांसः स्याम
Let not our friendship with Indra be broken; may his bounty's daughter give to us. May we, seeking to live, reach the shelter of the eldest, the protection, the embrace, again and again.
नूनं सा ते प्रति वरं जरित्रे दुहीयदिन्द्र दक्षिणा मघोनी । शिक्षा स्तोतृभ्यो माति धग्भगो नो बृहद्वदेम विदथे सुवीराः
Now may that generous bounty, O Indra, be granted to the worshipper as a special gift. Grant to the singers; let not fortune fail us. May we speak mightily in the assembly, heroes all.
अपाय्यस्यान्धसो मदाय मनीषिणः सुवानस्य प्रयसः । यस्मिन्निन्द्रः प्रदिवि वावृधान ओको दधे ब्रह्मण्यन्तश्च नरः
For the exhilaration of the inspiring, pressed, flowing soma, in which Indra, growing strong in the highest heaven, established his dwelling, and men devoted to the sacred utterance.
अस्य मन्दानो मध्वो वज्रहस्तोऽहिमिन्द्रो अर्णोवृतं वि वृश्चत् । प्र यद्वयो न स्वसराण्यच्छा प्रयांसि च नदीनां चक्रमन्त
Rejoicing in this sweet drink, Indra, with the thunderbolt in hand, split the serpent that had covered the waters. When, like birds to their sisters, the streams hastened, and the courses of the rivers were set in motion.
स माहिन इन्द्रो अर्णो अपां प्रैरयदहिहाच्छा समुद्रम् । अजनयत्सूर्यं विदद्गा अक्तुनाह्नां वयुनानि साधत्
That mighty Indra set the waters in motion, after slaying the serpent, towards the ocean. He generated the sun, made the days and nights, and established the workings of time.
सो अप्रतीनि मनवे पुरूणीन्द्रो दाशद्दाशुषे हन्ति वृत्रम् । सद्यो यो नृभ्यो अतसाय्यो भूत्पस्पृधानेभ्यः सूर्यस्य सातौ
Indra, unconquered, gave many gifts to Manu, and to the worshipper he slays the foe. He became instantly helpful to men, surpassing all rivals in the contest for the sun.
स सुन्वत इन्द्रः सूर्यमा देवो रिणङ्मर्त्याय स्तवान् । आ यद्रयिं गुहदवद्यमस्मै भरदंशं नैतशो दशस्यन्
That Indra, for the one who presses soma, gives the sun, the god removes harm from mortals who praise him. When he brings wealth, hidden or manifest, to the one who seeks, he bestows a share, favoring him.
स रन्धयत्सदिवः सारथये शुष्णमशुषं कुयवं कुत्साय । दिवोदासाय नवतिं च नवेन्द्रः पुरो व्यैरच्छम्बरस्य
He shattered Shushna, the dry one, and Kuyava for Sārathya, and for Kutsa. For Divodāsa, Indra destroyed ninety-nine cities of Shambara.
एवा त इन्द्रोचथमहेम श्रवस्या न त्मना वाजयन्तः । अश्याम तत्साप्तमाशुषाणा ननमो वधरदेवस्य पीयोः
Thus, Indra, may we, striving for fame, praise you as you deserve. May we attain that seventh stream, O powerful one, and bow before the generous giver, the destroyer of foes.