तं त्वा हविष्मतीर्विश उप ब्रुवत ऊतये । उरुज्रयसमिन्दुभिः
To you, the one of broad shelter, the people with offerings call for aid, Indra, with the drops.
उपह्वरे गिरीणां संगथे च नदीनाम् । धिया विप्रो अजायत
In the valley of the mountains, and at the meeting of the rivers, the inspired sage was born through insight.
अतः समुद्रमुद्वतश्चिकित्वाँ अव पश्यति । यतो विपान एजति
From there, from the summit, the wise one looks down upon the ocean, from where the flowing water moves.
आदित्प्रत्नस्य रेतसो ज्योतिष्पश्यन्ति वासरम् । परो यदिध्यते दिवा
From the ancient seed, they behold the light of day, when the one beyond strives during the day.
कण्वास इन्द्र ते मतिं विश्वे वर्धन्ति पौंस्यम् । उतो शविष्ठ वृष्ण्यम्
The Kaṇvas, Indra, increase your wisdom, all enhance your manliness; and also, most powerful one, your virility.
इमां म इन्द्र सुष्टुतिं जुषस्व प्र सु मामव । उत प्र वर्धया मतिम्
Accept this good praise of mine, Indra; protect me well; and also increase my wisdom.
उत ब्रह्मण्या वयं तुभ्यं प्रवृद्ध वज्रिवः । विप्रा अतक्ष्म जीवसे
And we, O wielder of the thunderbolt, have grown in devotion to you; the sages have fashioned hymns for life.
अभि कण्वा अनूषतापो न प्रवता यतीः । इन्द्रं वनन्वती मतिः
The Kanvas have sent forth their fervor, like streams descending, as their inspired thought seeks Indra.
इन्द्रमुक्थानि वावृधुः समुद्रमिव सिन्धवः । अनुत्तमन्युमजरम्
The praises for Indra have increased, like rivers swelling the ocean; his wrath is unmatched and ageless.
आ नो याहि परावतो हरिभ्यां हर्यताभ्याम् । इममिन्द्र सुतं पिब
Come to us from afar with your two beloved steeds, O Indra, and drink this pressed Soma.
त्वामिद्वृत्रहन्तम जनासो वृक्तबर्हिषः । हवन्ते वाजसातये
You, slayer of Vṛtra, are called by people who spread the sacred grass, to win strength and prize.
अनु त्वा रोदसी उभे चक्रं न वर्त्येतशम् । अनु सुवानास इन्दवः
Both heaven and earth follow you, as a wheel follows its axle; the flowing Somas pursue you.
मन्दस्वा सु स्वर्णर उतेन्द्र शर्यणावति । मत्स्वा विवस्वतो मती
Be delighted, O Indra, with sweet Soma at Śaryaṇāvata; rejoice in the thought of Vivasvat.
वावृधान उप द्यवि वृषा वज्र्यरोरवीत् । वृत्रहा सोमपातमः
The mighty thunderer, grown strong, roared aloud in the sky; the slayer of Vṛtra, the foremost Soma-drinker.
ऋषिर्हि पूर्वजा अस्येक ईशान ओजसा । इन्द्र चोष्कूयसे वसु
The sage, born first, is lord by his power; Indra, you are eager for wealth.
अस्माकं त्वा सुताँ उप वीतपृष्ठा अभि प्रयः । शतं वहन्तु हरयः
For you, our pressed Somas, with woven backs, bring forth offering; let a hundred horses carry them.
इमां सु पूर्व्यां धियं मधोर्घृतस्य पिप्युषीम् । कण्वा उक्थेन वावृधुः
This ancient thought, rich in honeyed ghee, the Kanvas have increased with their hymn.
इन्द्रमिद्विमहीनां मेधे वृणीत मर्त्यः । इन्द्रं सनिष्युरूतये
Let the mortal choose Indra in the contests of the mighty; let them seek Indra for help.
अर्वाञ्चं त्वा पुरुष्टुत प्रियमेधस्तुता हरी । सोमपेयाय वक्षतः
Your two horses, praised by Priyamedha and lauded by many, bring you near for the drinking of Soma.
शतमहं तिरिन्दिरे सहस्रं पर्शावा ददे । राधांसि याद्वानाम्
I, Tirindira, have given a hundred, a thousand, and many rewards to the Yadus.
त्रीणि शतान्यर्वतां सहस्रा दश गोनाम् । ददुष्पज्राय साम्ने
Three hundred horses, a thousand, and ten cows have been given to Pajra for his song.
उदानट् ककुहो दिवमुष्ट्राञ्चतुर्युजो ददत् । श्रवसा याद्वं जनम्
Kakuha has raised up four-yoked camels to heaven and given them, with fame, to the Yadu people.
प्र यद्वस्त्रिष्टुभमिषं मरुतो विप्रो अक्षरत् । वि पर्वतेषु राजथ
When the priest recited the hymn in Triṣṭubh meter for the Maruts, you reign over the mountains.
यदङ्ग तविषीयवो यामं शुभ्रा अचिध्वम् । नि पर्वता अहासत
When, O powerful ones, you, shining, set out together, the mountains bowed down.
उदीरयन्त वायुभिर्वाश्रासः पृश्निमातरः । धुक्षन्त पिप्युषीमिषम्
The nourishing cows, daughters of Prishni, rise up with the winds; they pour forth the rich sustenance.
वपन्ति मरुतो मिहं प्र वेपयन्ति पर्वतान् । यद्यामं यान्ति वायुभिः
The Maruts shed rain, they make the mountains tremble; when they move with the winds.
नि यद्यामाय वो गिरिर्नि सिन्धवो विधर्मणे । महे शुष्माय येमिरे
If the mountain yields for your coming, if the rivers part for your path, they have submitted to your great might.
युष्माँ उ नक्तमूतये युष्मान्दिवा हवामहे । युष्मान्प्रयत्यध्वरे
Indeed, we call upon you at night for help, we invoke you by day; we seek you at every sacrifice.
उदु त्ये अरुणप्सवश्चित्रा यामेभिरीरते । वाश्रा अधि ष्णुना दिवः
Those shining ones with ruddy waters rise up with their teams; the nourishing cows upon the seat of heaven.
सृजन्ति रश्मिमोजसा पन्थां सूर्याय यातवे । ते भानुभिर्वि तस्थिरे
With their power they send forth rays, opening a path for the sun to travel; they have stood firm with their beams.