तमु त्वा सत्य सोमपा इन्द्र वाजानां पते । अहूमहि श्रवस्यवः
You, O true one, drinker of Soma, Indra, lord of prizes, we, desiring fame, have called.
तमु त्वा यः पुरासिथ यो वा नूनं हिते धने । हव्यः स श्रुधी हवम्
Whoever, whether in the past you aided or now in the quest for wealth, is worthy of offering—hear his call.
धीभिरर्वद्भिरर्वतो वाजाँ इन्द्र श्रवाय्यान् । त्वया जेष्म हितं धनम्
With prayers and with swift horses, O Indra, bring us glory; with you may we win the sought-for wealth.
अभूरु वीर गिर्वणो महाँ इन्द्र धने हिते । भरे वितन्तसाय्यः
You have become, O heroic, song-loving Indra, great in the contest for wealth, the one to be invoked in the struggle.
या त ऊतिरमित्रहन्मक्षूजवस्तमासति । तया नो हिनुही रथम्
That aid of yours, O foe-slayer, which is ever ready at hand—by that set our chariot in motion.
स रथेन रथीतमोऽस्माकेनाभियुग्वना । जेषि जिष्णो हितं धनम्
With that chariot, most skilled in charioteering, attacking with ours, O victorious one, you win the sought-for wealth.
य एक इत्तमु ष्टुहि कृष्टीनां विचर्षणिः । पतिर्जज्ञे वृषक्रतुः
Praise him alone, the most discerning among peoples, the lord who was born with mighty resolve.
यो गृणतामिदासिथापिरूती शिवः सखा । स त्वं न इन्द्र मृळय
He who has been a good friend to the praisers, bringing help—may you, Indra, show us mercy.
धिष्व वज्रं गभस्त्यो रक्षोहत्याय वज्रिवः । सासहीष्ठा अभि स्पृधः
Take up the thunderbolt in your hands, O wielder of the thunderbolt, to slay the demon; be most powerful against the foes.
प्रत्नं रयीणां युजं सखायं कीरिचोदनम् । ब्रह्मवाहस्तमं हुवे
The ancient companion of riches, the inspirer of praise, the best bearer of prayer, I call.
स हि विश्वानि पार्थिवाँ एको वसूनि पत्यते । गिर्वणस्तमो अध्रिगुः
For he alone, song-loving and unaging, rules over all earthly treasures.
स नो नियुद्भिरा पृण कामं वाजेभिरश्विभिः । गोमद्भिर्गोपते धृषत्
With your troops fill us with desire, with prizes, with horses, with cattle, O bold lord of cattle.
तद्वो गाय सुते सचा पुरुहूताय सत्वने । शं यद्गवे न शाकिने
Sing that praise of yours at the pressing of the Soma, for the much-invoked, for the mighty, so that there may be well-being for the cow, as for the one who brings joy.
न घा वसुर्नि यमते दानं वाजस्य गोमतः । यत्सीमुप श्रवद्गिरः
Indeed, the generous one does not withhold the gift of wealth abounding in cattle, when the songs reach him.
कुवित्सस्य प्र हि व्रजं गोमन्तं दस्युहा गमत् । शचीभिरप नो वरत्
Perhaps he will go forth to the cattle-rich enclosure of the foe; with his powers, may he drive them away from us.
इमा उ त्वा शतक्रतोऽभि प्र णोनुवुर्गिरः । इन्द्र वत्सं न मातरः
These very hymns, O hundred-powered one, reach out to you; O Indra, as mothers to a calf.
दूणाशं सख्यं तव गौरसि वीर गव्यते । अश्वो अश्वायते भव
Your friendship, O hero, is sought for the sake of cattle; be a horse for the horse-seeker.
स मन्दस्वा ह्यन्धसो राधसे तन्वा महे । न स्तोतारं निदे करः
So delight in the Soma, for the sake of wealth and great strength; do not abandon the praiser to poverty.
इमा उ त्वा सुतेसुते नक्षन्ते गिर्वणो गिरः । वत्सं गावो न धेनवः
These very hymns, at every pressing, long for you, O lover of song, as cows for a calf, as milch cows for their young.
पुरूतमं पुरूणां स्तोतॄणां विवाचि । वाजेभिर्वाजयताम्
The most bountiful of the many, let him make his praisers victorious with prizes.
अस्माकमिन्द्र भूतु ते स्तोमो वाहिष्ठो अन्तमः । अस्मान्राये महे हिनु
May our praise, O Indra, be the most powerful and closest to you; drive great wealth to us.
अधि बृबुः पणीनां वर्षिष्ठे मूर्धन्नस्थात् । उरुः कक्षो न गाङ्ग्यः
Bṛbu stood on the highest head among the Paṇis, wide as the Gāṅgya plain.
यस्य वायोरिव द्रवद्भद्रा रातिः सहस्रिणी । सद्यो दानाय मंहते
His generous gift, swift as the wind, abundant in thousands, is quickly ready for giving.
तत्सु नो विश्वे अर्य आ सदा गृणन्ति कारवः । बृबुं सहस्रदातमं सूरिं सहस्रसातमम्
Therefore, all the noble singers always praise Bṛbu, the thousand-giver, the lord who bestows thousands.
त्वामिद्धि हवामहे साता वाजस्य कारवः । त्वां वृत्रेष्विन्द्र सत्पतिं नरस्त्वां काष्ठास्वर्वतः
You alone we invoke, O Indra, for the prize of strength, we singers; you, lord of the good, in battles, you, O men, in every contest.
स त्वं नश्चित्र वज्रहस्त धृष्णुया मह स्तवानो अद्रिवः । गामश्वं रथ्यमिन्द्र सं किर सत्रा वाजं न जिग्युषे
So you, O mighty one with the thunderbolt in hand, praised by us with strength, stone-splitter, scatter for us cows, horses, and chariots, O Indra, as you conquer the prize for the victor.
यः सत्राहा विचर्षणिरिन्द्रं तं हूमहे वयम् । सहस्रमुष्क तुविनृम्ण सत्पते भवा समत्सु नो वृधे
He who is the universal helper, the wise, that Indra we invoke; O thousand-powered, of mighty deeds, lord of the good, be our strength in battles.
बाधसे जनान्वृषभेव मन्युना घृषौ मीळ्ह ऋचीषम । अस्माकं बोध्यविता महाधने तनूष्वप्सु सूर्ये
You drive away people like a bull with your fury, eager, showering, singer; be our helper in great wealth, in our persons, in the waters, in the sun.
इन्द्र ज्येष्ठं न आ भरँ ओजिष्ठं पपुरि श्रवः । येनेमे चित्र वज्रहस्त रोदसी ओभे सुशिप्र प्राः
Indra, bring us the highest, the most powerful fame, O mighty one with the thunderbolt, by which, O bright one, you filled both shining worlds.
त्वामुग्रमवसे चर्षणीसहं राजन्देवेषु हूमहे । विश्वा सु नो विथुरा पिब्दना वसोऽमित्रान्सुषहान्कृधि
You, the strong, the helper of the tribes, the king among the gods, we invoke for aid; make all our adversaries easy to overcome, O bountiful one, make the unfriendly powerless.