अंसेषु व ऋष्टयः पत्सु खादयो वक्षस्सु रुक्मा मरुतो रथे शुभः । अग्निभ्राजसो विद्युतो गभस्त्योः शिप्राः शीर्षसु वितता हिरण्ययीः
On your shoulders are spears, on your thighs daggers, on your chests golden ornaments, O Maruts, shining on your splendid chariot; with fire-bright arms, with lightning in your hands, your crests are spread on your heads, golden.
तं नाकमर्यो अगृभीतशोचिषं रुशत्पिप्पलं मरुतो वि धूनुथ । समच्यन्त वृजनातित्विषन्त यत्स्वरन्ति घोषं विततमृतायवः
That unseized, flaming, shining summit, the bright-leaved one, O Maruts, you shake; they assemble from the farthest place, swift, when the far-reaching sound of the heroes rings out.
युष्मादत्तस्य मरुतो विचेतसो रायः स्याम रथ्यो वयस्वतः । न यो युच्छति तिष्यो यथा दिवोऽस्मे रारन्त मरुतः सहस्रिणम्
From you, O Maruts, may we obtain discerning wealth, abundant, fit for chariots; may he who does not fail, like a sure archer, bring us, O Maruts, a thousandfold treasure.
यूयं रयिं मरुत स्पार्हवीरं यूयमृषिमवथ सामविप्रम् । यूयमर्वन्तं भरताय वाजं यूयं धत्थ राजानं श्रुष्टिमन्तम्
You, O Maruts, grant splendid, heroic wealth; you protect the sage, the singer of the Sama; you give the racer the prize for victory, you bestow kingship on the one who is worthy.
तद्वो यामि द्रविणं सद्यऊतयो येना स्वर्ण ततनाम नॄँरभि । इदं सु मे मरुतो हर्यता वचो यस्य तरेम तरसा शतं हिमाः
That wealth I seek from you, O Maruts, which, with your help, we may spread among men; may this my pleasing word delight you, Maruts, by whose power we may cross a hundred winters.
प्रयज्यवो मरुतो भ्राजदृष्टयो बृहद्वयो दधिरे रुक्मवक्षसः । ईयन्ते अश्वैः सुयमेभिराशुभिः शुभं यातामनु रथा अवृत्सत
With sacrificial zeal, O Maruts, with shining forms, with great strength, bearing golden ornaments on their breasts, they set out with well-trained, swift horses; let your chariots advance on a favorable path.
स्वयं दधिध्वे तविषीं यथा विद बृहन्महान्त उर्विया वि राजथ । उतान्तरिक्षं ममिरे व्योजसा शुभं यातामनु रथा अवृत्सत
You bear your own strength as you know, great and mighty ones, you shine forth widely. Indeed, you have measured out the midspace with your power; the splendid chariots have advanced in order.
साकं जाताः सुभ्वः साकमुक्षिताः श्रिये चिदा प्रतरं वावृधुर्नरः । विरोकिणः सूर्यस्येव रश्मयः शुभं यातामनु रथा अवृत्सत
Born together, splendid, released together, even for glory the men have grown strong. Radiant like the rays of the sun, the splendid chariots have advanced in order.
आभूषेण्यं वो मरुतो महित्वनं दिदृक्षेण्यं सूर्यस्येव चक्षणम् । उतो अस्माँ अमृतत्वे दधातन शुभं यातामनु रथा अवृत्सत
Your greatness, O Maruts, is adorned, worthy to be seen, like the eye of the sun. Indeed, place immortality for us; the splendid chariots have advanced in order.
उदीरयथा मरुतः समुद्रतो यूयं वृष्टिं वर्षयथा पुरीषिणः । न वो दस्रा उप दस्यन्ति धेनवः शुभं यातामनु रथा अवृत्सत
You, Maruts, stir up from the ocean, you shower rain, you are rich in water. No wondrous cows withhold from you; the splendid chariots have advanced in order.
यदश्वान्धूर्षु पृषतीरयुग्ध्वं हिरण्ययान्प्रत्यत्काँ अमुग्ध्वम् । विश्वा इत्स्पृधो मरुतो व्यस्यथ शुभं यातामनु रथा अवृत्सत
When you yoke the spotted mares to the chariots, when you harness the golden ones facing forward, you scatter all foes, O Maruts; the splendid chariots have advanced in order.
न पर्वता न नद्यो वरन्त वो यत्राचिध्वं मरुतो गच्छथेदु तत् । उत द्यावापृथिवी याथना परि शुभं यातामनु रथा अवृत्सत
Neither mountains nor rivers hinder you, wherever you set out, O Maruts, you go there. Even heaven and earth you encompass; the splendid chariots have advanced in order.
यत्पूर्व्यं मरुतो यच्च नूतनं यदुद्यते वसवो यच्च शस्यते । विश्वस्य तस्य भवथा नवेदसः शुभं यातामनु रथा अवृत्सत
Whatever is ancient, O Maruts, and whatever is new, whatever is prepared, O Vasus, and whatever is praised—of all that, be you the knowers; the splendid chariots have advanced in order.
मृळत नो मरुतो मा वधिष्टनास्मभ्यं शर्म बहुलं वि यन्तन । अधि स्तोत्रस्य सख्यस्य गातन शुभं यातामनु रथा अवृत्सत
Be gracious to us, O Maruts, do not harm us; grant us wide protection. Take up the friendship of our hymn; the splendid chariots have advanced in order.
यूयमस्मान्नयत वस्यो अच्छा निरंहतिभ्यो मरुतो गृणानाः । जुषध्वं नो हव्यदातिं यजत्रा वयं स्याम पतयो रयीणाम्
Lead us, O Maruts, towards wealth, away from those who seek to harm us, O praised ones. Accept our oblation, O worthy of sacrifice; may we be masters of riches.
अग्ने शर्धन्तमा गणं पिष्टं रुक्मेभिरञ्जिभिः । विशो अद्य मरुतामव ह्वये दिवश्चिद्रोचनादधि
Agni, call the most powerful host, adorned with gold ornaments, the people of the Maruts, today for help, even from the shining sky.
यथा चिन्मन्यसे हृदा तदिन्मे जग्मुराशसः । ये ते नेदिष्ठं हवनान्यागमन्तान्वर्ध भीमसंदृशः
As you intend in your heart, so may it be for me; those who are nearest have come to your offerings. Increase, O fierce in appearance.
मीळ्हुष्मतीव पृथिवी पराहता मदन्त्येत्यस्मदा । ऋक्षो न वो मरुतः शिमीवाँ अमो दुध्रो गौरिव भीमयुः
Like the earth, rich in gifts, struck afar, they rejoice as they come to us. Like a bear, O Maruts, your force is fierce, like a wild bull, like a cow, powerful in might.
नि ये रिणन्त्योजसा वृथा गावो न दुर्धुरः । अश्मानं चित्स्वर्यं पर्वतं गिरिं प्र च्यावयन्ति यामभिः
Who, with strength, loosen the bonds, like cows not to be restrained; even the stone, the mountain, the hill, they shake with their might.
उत्तिष्ठ नूनमेषां स्तोमैः समुक्षितानाम् । मरुतां पुरुतममपूर्व्यं गवां सर्गमिव ह्वये
Rise up now with the praises of these adorned ones. I call the most wonderful, unprecedented host of the Maruts, like the flow of cows.
युङ्ग्ध्वं ह्यरुषी रथे युङ्ग्ध्वं रथेषु रोहितः । युङ्ग्ध्वं हरी अजिरा धुरि वोळ्हवे वहिष्ठा धुरि वोळ्हवे
Yoke the red steeds to the chariot, yoke the tawny ones to the chariots. Yoke the swift bays to the yoke for drawing, the best for drawing.
उत स्य वाज्यरुषस्तुविष्वणिरिह स्म धायि दर्शतः । मा वो यामेषु मरुतश्चिरं करत्प्र तं रथेषु चोदत
And the vigorous, red, loudly roaring one is set here, the splendid one to be seen. Let not your steeds, O Maruts, linger long; urge that one on the chariots.
रथं नु मारुतं वयं श्रवस्युमा हुवामहे । आ यस्मिन्तस्थौ सुरणानि बिभ्रती सचा मरुत्सु रोदसी
We call now upon the Marut chariot, famed for glory, on which the two worlds, bearing treasures, have stood together with the Maruts.
तं वः शर्धं रथेशुभं त्वेषं पनस्युमा हुवे । यस्मिन्सुजाता सुभगा महीयते सचा मरुत्सु मीळ्हुषी
That host of yours, adorned for the chariot, mighty, worthy of praise, I call. In which the well-born, fortunate one is magnified, together with the Maruts, the bountiful one.
आ रुद्रास इन्द्रवन्तः सजोषसो हिरण्यरथाः सुविताय गन्तन । इयं वो अस्मत्प्रति हर्यते मतिस्तृष्णजे न दिव उत्सा उदन्यवे
O Rudras, endowed with Indra's might, united, riding golden chariots, come for our well-being. This prayer is offered to you from us, as thirst rises from the waters to the sky.
वाशीमन्त ऋष्टिमन्तो मनीषिणः सुधन्वान इषुमन्तो निषङ्गिणः । स्वश्वा स्थ सुरथाः पृश्निमातरः स्वायुधा मरुतो याथना शुभम्
Possessing voices, spears, wisdom, fine bows, arrows, and quivers; you have noble steeds, splendid chariots, born of Prishni, and your own weapons—O Maruts, may you bring auspiciousness.
धूनुथ द्यां पर्वतान्दाशुषे वसु नि वो वना जिहते यामनो भिया । कोपयथ पृथिवीं पृश्निमातरः शुभे यदुग्राः पृषतीरयुग्ध्वम्
You shake the sky and mountains, O givers, and forests tremble at your approach in fear. You stir the earth, children of Prishni, fierce and splendid, when your spotted mares are yoked.
वातत्विषो मरुतो वर्षनिर्णिजो यमा इव सुसदृशः सुपेशसः । पिशङ्गाश्वा अरुणाश्वा अरेपसः प्रत्वक्षसो महिना द्यौरिवोरवः
Swift as wind, O Maruts, pouring rain, like well-matched, beautiful, splendid horses; tawny steeds, red steeds, shining, with bright bodies, your greatness resounds like the sky.
पुरुद्रप्सा अञ्जिमन्तः सुदानवस्त्वेषसंदृशो अनवभ्रराधसः । सुजातासो जनुषा रुक्मवक्षसो दिवो अर्का अमृतं नाम भेजिरे
Rich in gifts, adorned, generous, splendid in appearance, free from darkness; well-born by birth, with golden breasts, they have attained the immortal name in heaven through their radiance.
ऋष्टयो वो मरुतो अंसयोरधि सह ओजो बाह्वोर्वो बलं हितम् । नृम्णा शीर्षस्वायुधा रथेषु वो विश्वा वः श्रीरधि तनूषु पिपिशे
Your spears rest upon your shoulders, O Maruts; strength and power are established in your arms. Heroism crowns your heads, your weapons are in your chariots; all glory is woven into your bodies.