क्वेयथ क्वेदसि पुरुत्रा चिद्धि ते मनः । अलर्षि युध्म खजकृत्पुरंदर प्र गायत्रा अगासिषुः
Where are you, where do you dwell? Your mind is indeed in many places. You have rushed forth, O fighter, breaker of forts; you have gone forth, O singer, with the Gayatri.
प्रास्मै गायत्रमर्चत वावातुर्यः पुरंदरः । याभिः काण्वस्योप बर्हिरासदं यासद्वज्री भिनत्पुरः
Sing the Gayatri for him, praise the generous one, the breaker of forts, by whom the Kanva's seat was approached, by whom, armed with the bolt, the cities were shattered.
ये ते सन्ति दशग्विनः शतिनो ये सहस्रिणः । अश्वासो ये ते वृषणो रघुद्रुवस्तेभिर्नस्तूयमा गहि
Those who are your ten-yoked, your hundred-yoked, those who are your thousand-yoked steeds, those mighty, swift horses of yours—come to us with them, praised by us.
आ त्वद्य सबर्दुघां हुवे गायत्रवेपसम् । इन्द्रं धेनुं सुदुघामन्यामिषमुरुधारामरंकृतम्
Today I call upon you, O Indra, as a cow with abundant milk, for the Gayatra meter, for the flowing Soma. I seek you, the cow of good milk, for abundant nourishment, for overflowing bounty.
यत्तुदत्सूर एतशं वङ्कू वातस्य पर्णिना । वहत्कुत्समार्जुनेयं शतक्रतुः त्सरद्गन्धर्वमस्तृतम्
When the demon, the sun, Etaśa, or the crooked one, with the leaf of the wind, carried Kutsa, the son of Arjuna, the hundred-powered one, Indra, rescued the Gandharva from distress.
य ऋते चिदभिश्रिषः पुरा जत्रुभ्य आतृदः । संधाता संधिं मघवा पुरूवसुरिष्कर्ता विह्रुतं पुनः
He who, even without help, protected the ancient ones from harm at their joints, he, the generous one, the lord of many, will again make the scattered whole.
मा भूम निष्ट्या इवेन्द्र त्वदरणा इव । वनानि न प्रजहितान्यद्रिवो दुरोषासो अमन्महि
Let us not become, O Indra, like those cast aside, nor like those without shelter; O Thunderer, may we not be as forests abandoned, nor as mornings devoid of hope.
अमन्महीदनाशवोऽनुग्रासश्च वृत्रहन् । सकृत्सु ते महता शूर राधसा अनु स्तोमं मुदीमहि
We have not found want here, nor destruction, O Slayer of Vṛtra; with your great bounty, O mighty one, may we once more gladden you with our praise.
यदि स्तोमं मम श्रवदस्माकमिन्द्रमिन्दवः । तिरः पवित्रं ससृवांस आशवो मन्दन्तु तुग्र्यावृधः
If my praise, O Indra, is worthy of being heard by you, let the swift streams, having crossed the filter, rejoice you, O increaser of strength.
आ त्वद्य सधस्तुतिं वावातुः सख्युरा गहि । उपस्तुतिर्मघोनां प्र त्वावत्वधा ते वश्मि सुष्टुतिम्
Come today, O friend, to this place of assembly; let the praise of the generous reach you; for you I prepare this excellent hymn of praise.
सोता हि सोममद्रिभिरेमेनमप्सु धावत । गव्या वस्त्रेव वासयन्त इन्नरो निर्धुक्षन्वक्षणाभ्यः
The Soma has been pressed for you with stones; let it flow in the waters; like a garment washed clean, the men have purified it, straining it from the vessels.
अध ज्मो अध वा दिवो बृहतो रोचनादधि । अया वर्धस्व तन्वा गिरा ममा जाता सुक्रतो पृण
Whether from the earth or from the great shining heaven, by this, increase yourself in body and in my song; fill, O skillful one, what is born of me.
इन्द्राय सु मदिन्तमं सोमं सोता वरेण्यम् । शक्र एणं पीपयद्विश्वया धिया हिन्वानं न वाजयुम्
Press out for Indra the most exhilarating, choice Soma; let Śakra drink it with all his wisdom, as a racer urged on to victory.
मा त्वा सोमस्य गल्दया सदा याचन्नहं गिरा । भूर्णिं मृगं न सवनेषु चुक्रुधं क ईशानं न याचिषत्
May I never, always begging with my song, weary you for Soma; like a restless beast in the sacrifices, who would ask the lord for what is his?
मदेनेषितं मदमुग्रमुग्रेण शवसा । विश्वेषां तरुतारं मदच्युतं मदे हि ष्मा ददाति नः
Driven by the strong exhilaration, with mighty power, he surpasses all, pouring forth the intoxicating draught; in intoxication, indeed, he gives to us.
शेवारे वार्या पुरु देवो मर्ताय दाशुषे । स सुन्वते च स्तुवते च रासते विश्वगूर्तो अरिष्टुतः
The god grants many desirable things to the mortal who serves; to the one who pours and praises, he bestows, renowned everywhere, praised by all.
एन्द्र याहि मत्स्व चित्रेण देव राधसा । सरो न प्रास्युदरं सपीतिभिरा सोमेभिरुरु स्फिरम्
Come, Indra, delight in the splendid bounty, O god; like a lake swelling with drink, be filled to the brim with these Somas.
आ त्वा सहस्रमा शतं युक्ता रथे हिरण्यये । ब्रह्मयुजो हरय इन्द्र केशिनो वहन्तु सोमपीतये
To you, a thousand and a hundred yoked to the golden chariot, the tawny-maned steeds, yoked by prayer, O Indra, may they bring you for the drinking of Soma.
आ त्वा रथे हिरण्यये हरी मयूरशेप्या । शितिपृष्ठा वहतां मध्वो अन्धसो विवक्षणस्य पीतये
To you, on the golden chariot, let the two bay steeds with peacock-like tails, with dappled backs, bring you for the drinking of the sweet, exhilarating Soma.
पिबा त्वस्य गिर्वणः सुतस्य पूर्वपा इव । परिष्कृतस्य रसिन इयमासुतिश्चारुर्मदाय पत्यते
Drink of this pressed Soma, O lover of song, as the foremost drinker; this well-prepared, flowing draught is offered to you, delightful for your exhilaration.
य एको अस्ति दंसना महाँ उग्रो अभि व्रतैः । गमत्स शिप्री न स योषदा गमद्धवं न परि वर्जति
He who alone is mighty, fierce, and great in his ordinances, let him come, adorned with the beard, like a husband to his wife, like a friend who does not forsake.
त्वं पुरं चरिष्ण्वं वधैः शुष्णस्य सं पिणक् । त्वं भा अनु चरो अध द्विता यदिन्द्र हव्यो भुवः
You, with your weapons, struck down the moving fortress of Śuṣṇa; you, O Indra, followed Bhāna; when invoked, you became the helper.
मम त्वा सूर उदिते मम मध्यंदिने दिवः । मम प्रपित्वे अपिशर्वरे वसवा स्तोमासो अवृत्सत
To you, at sunrise, at midday, and at night, O Vasava, my praises have gone forth, even at the setting of the sun.
स्तुहि स्तुहीदेते घा ते मंहिष्ठासो मघोनाम् । निन्दिताश्वः प्रपथी परमज्या मघस्य मेध्यातिथे
Praise, praise him! These, indeed, are your most glorious benefactors; let not the horse be blamed on the road, nor the guest who is worthy of the feast.
आ यदश्वान्वनन्वतः श्रद्धयाहं रथे रुहम् । उत वामस्य वसुनश्चिकेतति यो अस्ति याद्वः पशुः
When they harnessed the horses, I ascended the chariot with devotion; and he considers the wealth that is yours, or the cattle that belong to you, O Yadus.
य ऋज्रा मह्यं मामहे सह त्वचा हिरण्यया । एष विश्वान्यभ्यस्तु सौभगासङ्गस्य स्वनद्रथः
He who has given me, together with his own strength, a shining golden hide—this resounding chariot of his has surpassed all others in prosperity.
अध प्लायोगिरति दासदन्यानासङ्गो अग्ने दशभिः सहस्रैः । अधोक्षणो दश मह्यं रुशन्तो नळा इव सरसो निरतिष्ठन्
Then Plāyoga, the leader, Agni, with ten thousand followers, surpassed the others; ten bright ones, like reeds in the water, stood for me, unyoked.
अन्वस्य स्थूरं ददृशे पुरस्तादनस्थ ऊरुरवरम्बमाणः । शश्वती नार्यभिचक्ष्याह सुभद्रमर्य भोजनं बिभर्षि
I saw his massive form in front, his thigh resting, his knee bent down; the ever-seeing woman says: O noble one, you bear excellent food.
इदं वसो सुतमन्धः पिबा सुपूर्णमुदरम् । अनाभयिन्ररिमा ते
O generous one, drink this pressed Soma, your full draught; let us gladden you, O fearless one.
नृभिर्धूतः सुतो अश्नैरव्यो वारैः परिपूतः । अश्वो न निक्तो नदीषु
Pressed by men, purified with stones, filtered through fine cloths, it flows like a horse released into the rivers.