मरुत्वाँ इन्द्र वृषभो रणाय पिबा सोममनुष्वधं मदाय । आ सिञ्चस्व जठरे मध्व ऊर्मिं त्वं राजासि प्रदिवः सुतानाम्
With the Maruts, O Indra, Bull for battle, drink the Soma for exhilaration as men do. Pour the wave of honey into your belly; you are king of the pressed offerings in the highest heaven.
सजोषा इन्द्र सगणो मरुद्भिः सोमं पिब वृत्रहा शूर विद्वान् । जहि शत्रूँरप मृधो नुदस्वाथाभयं कृणुहि विश्वतो नः
Together with the Maruts, with your troop, O Indra, drink the Soma, slayer of Vṛtra, heroic and wise. Strike down the foes, drive away the hostilities, and thus make us fearless on every side.
उत ऋतुभिरृतुपाः पाहि सोममिन्द्र देवेभिः सखिभिः सुतं नः । याँ आभजो मरुतो ये त्वान्वहन्वृत्रमदधुस्तुभ्यमोजः
With the seasons, O Indra, guardian of order, drink the Soma with the gods, your friends, pressed for us. Those Maruts who aided you, who carried you, who gave you strength for slaying Vṛtra.
ये त्वाहिहत्ये मघवन्नवर्धन्ये शाम्बरे हरिवो ये गविष्टौ । ये त्वा नूनमनुमदन्ति विप्राः पिबेन्द्र सोमं सगणो मरुद्भिः
Those who, O generous one, increased you in the slaying of Ahi, in the Shambara, O charioteer, in the desire for cows; those priests who now honor you—drink Soma, Indra, with the Maruts as your troop.
मरुत्वन्तं वृषभं वावृधानमकवारिं दिव्यं शासमिन्द्रम् । विश्वासाहमवसे नूतनायोग्रं सहोदामिह तं हुवेम
Him with the Maruts, the Bull, ever-growing, the cloud-cutter, the divine ruler, Indra, mighty for all help, for new aid, fierce, strong companion—here let us invoke.
सद्यो ह जातो वृषभः कनीनः प्रभर्तुमावदन्धसः सुतस्य । साधोः पिब प्रतिकामं यथा ते रसाशिरः प्रथमं सोम्यस्य
Straightaway, newly born, the Bull, the young one, longed to partake of the pressed Soma. Drink, O noble one, as you desire, as you first drank the heady juice of Soma.
यज्जायथास्तदहरस्य कामेऽंशोः पीयूषमपिबो गिरिष्ठाम् । तं ते माता परि योषा जनित्री महः पितुर्दम आसिञ्चदग्रे
When you were born, on that very day, at your will, you drank the sweet essence of the portion on the mountain. Your mother, the woman, your begetter, poured it for you at the house of your great father in the beginning.
उपस्थाय मातरमन्नमैट्ट तिग्ममपश्यदभि सोममूधः । प्रयावयन्नचरद्गृत्सो अन्यान्महानि चक्रे पुरुधप्रतीकः
Approaching his mother, he sought food; he saw the sharp Soma pressed out. Driving away the others, the wise one moved about; he accomplished great deeds, manifold in form.
उग्रस्तुराषाळभिभूत्योजा यथावशं तन्वं चक्र एषः । त्वष्टारमिन्द्रो जनुषाभिभूयामुष्या सोममपिबच्चमूषु
Fierce, strong, irresistible in might, he shaped his body as he wished. Indra, surpassing Tvaṣṭṛ by birth, drank the Soma in the companies there.
शुनं हुवेम मघवानमिन्द्रमस्मिन्भरे नृतमं वाजसातौ । शृण्वन्तमुग्रमूतये समत्सु घ्नन्तं वृत्राणि संजितं धनानाम्
May we call upon generous Indra in this contest, the foremost among men, for the prize. May the fierce one, listening to our call for help in battles, slaying the Vṛtras, the winner of wealth, come.
शंसा महामिन्द्रं यस्मिन्विश्वा आ कृष्टयः सोमपाः काममव्यन् । यं सुक्रतुं धिषणे विभ्वतष्टं घनं वृत्राणां जनयन्त देवाः
I will praise great Indra, in whom all peoples, drinkers of Soma, find satisfaction as they desire; whom, wise in counsel, the gods, with Dhiṣaṇā, the all-skilled, made the smiter of Vṛtras.
यं नु नकिः पृतनासु स्वराजं द्विता तरति नृतमं हरिष्ठाम् । इनतमः सत्वभिर्यो ह शूषैः पृथुज्रया अमिनादायुर्दस्योः
Whom no one in battles, the self-ruler, surpasses or equals, the foremost among men, the best charioteer; who, most powerful, with his strengths, has destroyed the long-lived life of the Dasyu with his might.
सहावा पृत्सु तरणिर्नार्वा व्यानशी रोदसी मेहनावान् । भगो न कारे हव्यो मतीनां पितेव चारुः सुहवो वयोधाः
Mighty in contests, swift in battles, never failing, he has split the two worlds, abounding in power. Like Bhaga at the sacrifice, worthy of invocation among thoughts, like a father, gracious, easily invoked, bestower of life.
धर्ता दिवो रजसस्पृष्ट ऊर्ध्वो रथो न वायुर्वसुभिर्नियुत्वान् । क्षपां वस्ता जनिता सूर्यस्य विभक्ता भागं धिषणेव वाजम्
The upholder of heaven, untouched by dust, rises high like a chariot driven by the wind, accompanied by treasures; the dweller of the nights, the begetter of the sun, the divider of the portion, like the inspired one who apportions the prize.
शुनं हुवेम मघवानमिन्द्रमस्मिन्भरे नृतमं वाजसातौ । शृण्वन्तमुग्रमूतये समत्सु घ्नन्तं वृत्राणि संजितं धनानाम्
May we call upon generous Indra, the best among men, in this contest for the prize; the mighty one who hears our call for help in battles, who strikes down the foes and is victorious in wealth.
इन्द्रः स्वाहा पिबतु यस्य सोम आगत्या तुम्रो वृषभो मरुत्वान् । ओरुव्यचाः पृणतामेभिरन्नैरास्य हविस्तन्वः काममृध्याः
Let Indra, with the Maruts, come and drink the Soma offered with svāhā, the powerful bull; may he, of wide renown, be filled with these offerings and, pleased, fulfill the desires of our bodies.
आ ते सपर्यू जवसे युनज्मि ययोरनु प्रदिवः श्रुष्टिमावः । इह त्वा धेयुर्हरयः सुशिप्र पिबा त्वस्य सुषुतस्य चारोः
For your speed I yoke the worship, so that we may attain your favor from the highest heaven; here let your bay steeds bring you, O fair-jawed one, drink of this well-pressed, delightful Soma.
गोभिर्मिमिक्षुं दधिरे सुपारमिन्द्रं ज्यैष्ठ्याय धायसे गृणानाः । मन्दानः सोमं पपिवाँ ऋजीषिन्समस्मभ्यं पुरुधा गा इषण्य
With cattle they have established you, Indra, as the one who crosses well, for supremacy, for you who are praised; having drunk the exhilarating Soma, grant us, in many ways, the cows to be desired.
इमं कामं मन्दया गोभिरश्वैश्चन्द्रवता राधसा पप्रथश्च । स्वर्यवो मतिभिस्तुभ्यं विप्रा इन्द्राय वाहः कुशिकासो अक्रन्
With cattle and horses, with shining wealth, fulfill this desire and spread it forth; the inspired Kuśikas, with their hymns, have fashioned the praise for you, Indra, bringer of light.
शुनं हुवेम मघवानमिन्द्रमस्मिन्भरे नृतमं वाजसातौ । शृण्वन्तमुग्रमूतये समत्सु घ्नन्तं वृत्राणि संजितं धनानाम्
May we call upon generous Indra, the best among men, in this contest for the prize; the mighty one who hears our call for help in battles, who strikes down the foes and is victorious in wealth.
चर्षणीधृतं मघवानमुक्थ्यमिन्द्रं गिरो बृहतीरभ्यनूषत । वावृधानं पुरुहूतं सुवृक्तिभिरमर्त्यं जरमाणं दिवेदिवे
The mighty hymns have approached Indra, the supporter of peoples, worthy of praise; ever-growing, much-invoked, immortal, the ageless one, day by day, with splendid songs.
शतक्रतुमर्णवं शाकिनं नरं गिरो म इन्द्रमुप यन्ति विश्वतः । वाजसनिं पूर्भिदं तूर्णिमप्तुरं धामसाचमभिषाचं स्वर्विदम्
To Indra, the hundred-powered, the oceanic, the strong, the manly, the hymns come from every side; the winner of prizes, the breaker of forts, the swift, the helper, the seeker of abodes, the knower of light.
आकरे वसोर्जरिता पनस्यतेऽनेहस स्तुभ इन्द्रो दुवस्यति । विवस्वतः सदन आ हि पिप्रिये सत्रासाहमभिमातिहनं स्तुहि
The singer seeks the source of wealth; Indra, praised, grants without fault; he has delighted in the seat of the sun; praise the one who conquers together and shatters opposition.
नृणामु त्वा नृतमं गीर्भिरुक्थैरभि प्र वीरमर्चता सबाधः । सं सहसे पुरुमायो जिहीते नमो अस्य प्रदिव एक ईशे
With hymns and praises, honor Indra, the best among men, the hero, the unconquered; he alone is lord from the highest heaven, strong in many ways, subduing adversaries, to him offer homage.
पूर्वीरस्य निष्षिधो मर्त्येषु पुरू वसूनि पृथिवी बिभर्ति । इन्द्राय द्याव ओषधीरुतापो रयिं रक्षन्ति जीरयो वनानि
Many of his treasures are set among mortals; the earth bears abundant riches for him; for Indra, heaven, plants, and waters, the old woods, protect wealth.
तुभ्यं ब्रह्माणि गिर इन्द्र तुभ्यं सत्रा दधिरे हरिवो जुषस्व । बोध्यापिरवसो नूतनस्य सखे वसो जरितृभ्यो वयो धाः
For you, Indra, are the prayers and hymns; for you, O tawny one, the companions have placed them; be gracious, be mindful of our new request, friend, grant the singers long life.
इन्द्र मरुत्व इह पाहि सोमं यथा शार्याते अपिबः सुतस्य । तव प्रणीती तव शूर शर्मन्ना विवासन्ति कवयः सुयज्ञाः
Indra, with the Maruts, drink the Soma here, as you drank the pressed juice for Śāryāta; by your guidance, O hero, under your protection, the wise, well-sacrificing ones do not go astray.
स वावशान इह पाहि सोमं मरुद्भिरिन्द्र सखिभिः सुतं नः । जातं यत्त्वा परि देवा अभूषन्महे भराय पुरुहूत विश्वे
So rejoicing, drink the Soma here, Indra, with the Maruts, your companions, our pressed offering; for when you were adorned by the gods at your birth, O much-invoked, you were made for great deeds.
अप्तूर्ये मरुत आपिरेषोऽमन्दन्निन्द्रमनु दातिवाराः । तेभिः साकं पिबतु वृत्रखादः सुतं सोमं दाशुषः स्वे सधस्थे
The Maruts, eager, have gladdened Indra, the generous, with abundant gifts; with them, let the slayer of Vṛtra drink the pressed Soma in the seat of the worshipper.
इदं ह्यन्वोजसा सुतं राधानां पते । पिबा त्वस्य गिर्वणः
This, indeed, is the pressed Soma, O lord of riches, with strength; drink of it, O lover of song.