अपश्चिदेष विभ्वो दमूनाः प्र सध्रीचीरसृजद्विश्वश्चन्द्राः । मध्वः पुनानाः कविभिः पवित्रैर्द्युभिर्हिन्वन्त्यक्तुभिर्धनुत्रीः
Even those who were behind, O all-pervading, O householder, you set forth together, all shining; purifying the honey with the poets through the filters, with the days they fashion the gifts with acts.
अनु कृष्णे वसुधिती जिहाते उभे सूर्यस्य मंहना यजत्रे । परि यत्ते महिमानं वृजध्यै सखाय इन्द्र काम्या ऋजिप्याः
After the dark one, the earth's riches are revealed; both, by the greatness of the sun, are to be worshipped; around your greatness, O Indra, the desired, the praiseworthy, your friends strive to encompass.
पतिर्भव वृत्रहन्सूनृतानां गिरां विश्वायुर्वृषभो वयोधाः । आ नो गहि सख्येभिः शिवेभिर्महान्महीभिरूतिभिः सरण्यन्
Be the lord, O slayer of Vṛtra, of true words, of all speech, the bull, the bestower of strength; come to us with auspicious friendships, great one, with mighty, generous aids, O swift one.
तमङ्गिरस्वन्नमसा सपर्यन्नव्यं कृणोमि सन्यसे पुराजाम् । द्रुहो वि याहि बहुला अदेवीः स्वश्च नो मघवन्सातये धाः
Honoring you, O Angiras, with reverence, I make a new hymn for the ancient one; drive away the abundant, godless deceits, and, O generous one, place your own for our gain.
मिहः पावकाः प्रतता अभूवन्स्वस्ति नः पिपृहि पारमासाम् । इन्द्र त्वं रथिरः पाहि नो रिषो मक्षूमक्षू कृणुहि गोजितो नः
The shining rains have spread forth; grant us well-being, protect us from these perils; Indra, you are the charioteer—guard us from harm, quickly, quickly make us victorious in cattle.
अदेदिष्ट वृत्रहा गोपतिर्गा अन्तः कृष्णाँ अरुषैर्धामभिर्गात् । प्र सूनृता दिशमान ऋतेन दुरश्च विश्वा अवृणोदप स्वाः
The slayer of Vṛtra, the protector of cattle, has approached; within the dark ones, he went with the red lights; sending forth true words, by truth, he opened all the difficult places, and the good ones.
शुनं हुवेम मघवानमिन्द्रमस्मिन्भरे नृतमं वाजसातौ । शृण्वन्तमुग्रमूतये समत्सु घ्नन्तं वृत्राणि संजितं धनानाम्
Let us call upon generous Indra in this contest, the best of men in the prize-winning; the mighty one who hears, for help in battles, who slays the Vṛtras, the conqueror of riches.
इन्द्र सोमं सोमपते पिबेमं माध्यंदिनं सवनं चारु यत्ते । प्रप्रुथ्या शिप्रे मघवन्नृजीषिन्विमुच्या हरी इह मादयस्व
Indra, drink this Soma, O lord of Soma, at this midday pressing, which is delightful to you; O generous, mighty one, with loosened hair, rejoice here, releasing your steeds.
गवाशिरं मन्थिनमिन्द्र शुक्रं पिबा सोमं ररिमा ते मदाय । ब्रह्मकृता मारुतेना गणेन सजोषा रुद्रैस्तृपदा वृषस्व
Drink the bright, churned Soma, Indra, with the cow's head, which we have prepared for your exhilaration; with the company of those who perform the sacred utterance, with the Maruts, together with the Rudras, be strong in threefold measure.
ये ते शुष्मं ये तविषीमवर्धन्नर्चन्त इन्द्र मरुतस्त ओजः । माध्यंदिने सवने वज्रहस्त पिबा रुद्रेभिः सगणः सुशिप्र
Those who increased your power, your might, O Indra, the Maruts who magnified your strength; at the midday pressing, O thunderer, drink with the Rudras, with your troop, O beautiful-haired one.
त इन्न्वस्य मधुमद्विविप्र इन्द्रस्य शर्धो मरुतो य आसन् । येभिर्वृत्रस्येषितो विवेदामर्मणो मन्यमानस्य मर्म
They, indeed, are the honeyed, wise hosts of Indra, the Maruts who were present; with whom, at your urging, he discovered the joints of Vṛtra, the arrogant one, at his vital spot.
मनुष्वदिन्द्र सवनं जुषाणः पिबा सोमं शश्वते वीर्याय । स आ ववृत्स्व हर्यश्व यज्ञैः सरण्युभिरपो अर्णा सिसर्षि
Like a man, Indra, delighting in the pressing, drink the Soma for ever-renewed strength; come here, O swift-horsed one, with sacrifices, with helpers, you drive away the flowing waters.
त्वमपो यद्ध वृत्रं जघन्वाँ अत्याँ इव प्रासृजः सर्तवाजौ । शयानमिन्द्र चरता वधेन वव्रिवांसं परि देवीरदेवम्
You, indeed, when you slew Vṛtra, released the waters as racing steeds in the contest; Indra, with your weapon, you struck the moving and the resting, you drove away the godless from the gods.
यजाम इन्नमसा वृद्धमिन्द्रं बृहन्तमृष्वमजरं युवानम् । यस्य प्रिये ममतुर्यज्ञियस्य न रोदसी महिमानं ममाते
We worship with reverence the mighty Indra, the great, lofty, ageless, youthful one; whose beloved, worthy of sacrifice, the greatness of whom neither heaven nor earth can contain.
इन्द्रस्य कर्म सुकृता पुरूणि व्रतानि देवा न मिनन्ति विश्वे । दाधार यः पृथिवीं द्यामुतेमां जजान सूर्यमुषसं सुदंसाः
The deeds of Indra, well-performed and manifold, the gods—all of them—do not transgress his commands; he who, with wise intent, upheld the earth and the heavens, who created the sun and the dawn.
अद्रोघ सत्यं तव तन्महित्वं सद्यो यज्जातो अपिबो ह सोमम् । न द्याव इन्द्र तवसस्त ओजो नाहा न मासाः शरदो वरन्त
Your greatness, O Indra, is without falsehood and true; for, newly born, you at once drank the Soma. Neither the heavens nor your strength's power, nor days, nor months, nor years can reach its limit.
त्वं सद्यो अपिबो जात इन्द्र मदाय सोमं परमे व्योमन् । यद्ध द्यावापृथिवी आविवेशीरथाभवः पूर्व्यः कारुधायाः
You, Indra, newly born, drank the Soma for exhilaration in the highest heaven; when you entered the realms of heaven and earth, then you became the ancient one for the work of the seer.
अहन्नहिं परिशयानमर्ण ओजायमानं तुविजात तव्यान् । न ते महित्वमनु भूदध द्यौर्यदन्यया स्फिग्या क्षामवस्थाः
You struck down the serpent lying around the waters, O mighty-born, growing in strength; not even the sky could match your greatness, when, with another's support, you held the earth firm.
यज्ञो हि त इन्द्र वर्धनो भूदुत प्रियः सुतसोमो मियेधः । यज्ञेन यज्ञमव यज्ञियः सन्यज्ञस्ते वज्रमहिहत्य आवत्
For you, Indra, the sacrifice has become an increaser, and the pressed Soma, dear to you, brings delight; by sacrifice, O worthy of sacrifice, support the sacrifice—by sacrifice you brought the thunderbolt for slaying the serpent.
यज्ञेनेन्द्रमवसा चक्रे अर्वागैनं सुम्नाय नव्यसे ववृत्याम् । य स्तोमेभिर्वावृधे पूर्व्येभिर्यो मध्यमेभिरुत नूतनेभिः
By sacrifice, with help, men have brought Indra near; may we turn him to our new favor; he who has grown with ancient hymns, with those of the middle time, and also with the new ones.
विवेष यन्मा धिषणा जजान स्तवै पुरा पार्यादिन्द्रमह्नः । अंहसो यत्र पीपरद्यथा नो नावेव यान्तमुभये हवन्ते
When my inspiration gave birth to this hymn for Indra, the ancient one, for praise; where, as from distress, you deliver us, as both those who call upon you, like voyagers in a boat.
आपूर्णो अस्य कलशः स्वाहा सेक्तेव कोशं सिसिचे पिबध्यै । समु प्रिया आववृत्रन्मदाय प्रदक्षिणिदभि सोमास इन्द्रम्
His vessel is filled to the brim with Svāhā, as one pours into a cup for drinking; the beloved ones have gathered together for exhilaration, the Somas encircle Indra, moving to the right.
न त्वा गभीरः पुरुहूत सिन्धुर्नाद्रयः परि षन्तो वरन्त । इत्था सखिभ्य इषितो यदिन्द्रा दृळ्हं चिदरुजो गव्यमूर्वम्
Neither the deep river, O much-invoked, nor the mountains, though they surround you, can confine you; thus, urged by your companions, O Indra, you broke even the firm enclosure to win the cattle-rich expanse.
शुनं हुवेम मघवानमिन्द्रमस्मिन्भरे नृतमं वाजसातौ । शृण्वन्तमुग्रमूतये समत्सु घ्नन्तं वृत्राणि संजितं धनानाम्
May we call upon generous Indra in this contest, the foremost among men in the prize-winning; the mighty one, listening for help in battles, who slays the adversaries, the conqueror of riches.
प्र पर्वतानामुशती उपस्थादश्वे इव विषिते हासमाने । गावेव शुभ्रे मातरा रिहाणे विपाट् छुतुद्री पयसा जवेते
Swiftly they hasten to the lap of the mountains, like horses released, rejoicing; like two bright cows, the mothers, longing for their calf, Vipāś and Śutudrī, flow with nourishing waters.
इन्द्रेषिते प्रसवं भिक्षमाणे अच्छा समुद्रं रथ्येव याथः । समाराणे ऊर्मिभिः पिन्वमाने अन्या वामन्यामप्येति शुभ्रे
Urged by Indra, seeking their course, you two proceed toward the ocean like chariots; swelling with waves, you strive together, one surpassing the other, O bright ones.
अच्छा सिन्धुं मातृतमामयासं विपाशमुर्वीं सुभगामगन्म । वत्समिव मातरा संरिहाणे समानं योनिमनु संचरन्ती
We have come to the most motherly Sindhu, to the wide and blessed Vipāś; like two mothers caressing their calf, you move together, following the same channel.
एना वयं पयसा पिन्वमाना अनु योनिं देवकृतं चरन्तीः । न वर्तवे प्रसवः सर्गतक्तः किंयुर्विप्रो नद्यो जोहवीति
With these, we, filled with your waters, move along the channel made by the gods; the current, set in motion, does not turn aside—what does the inspired priest call upon you rivers for?
रमध्वं मे वचसे सोम्याय ऋतावरीरुप मुहूर्तमेवैः । प्र सिन्धुमच्छा बृहती मनीषावस्युरह्वे कुशिकस्य सूनुः
Delight, O righteous ones, in my speech for Soma, come for a moment; to the great Sindhu I call with lofty praise—I, the son of Kuśika, seeking favor.
इन्द्रो अस्माँ अरदद्वज्रबाहुरपाहन्वृत्रं परिधिं नदीनाम् । देवोऽनयत्सविता सुपाणिस्तस्य वयं प्रसवे याम उर्वीः
Indra, with his thunder-armed might, has cleared a path for us; he struck down Vṛtra, the barrier of the rivers; the god Savitṛ, with fair hands, has led us—by his impulse we go to the wide lands.