मरुतो मारुतस्य न आ भेषजस्य वहता सुदानवः । यूयं सखायः सप्तयः
O generous Maruts, you carry the healing of the wind; you are the seven friends.
याभिः सिन्धुमवथ याभिस्तूर्वथ याभिर्दशस्यथा क्रिविम् । मयो नो भूतोतिभिर्मयोभुवः शिवाभिरसचद्विषः
With which you protected the Sindhu, with which you aided Turva, with which you favored Krivi—may you, bringers of joy, be gracious to us with your blessings, and may you drive away our foes.
यत्सिन्धौ यदसिक्न्यां यत्समुद्रेषु मरुतः सुबर्हिषः । यत्पर्वतेषु भेषजम्
Whatever healing, O Maruts, is in the Sindhu, in the Asikni, in the seas, or on the mountains, rich in offerings—
विश्वं पश्यन्तो बिभृथा तनूष्वा तेना नो अधि वोचत । क्षमा रपो मरुत आतुरस्य न इष्कर्ता विह्रुतं पुनः
Seeing all, you bear it in your bodies; with that, speak for us. O Maruts, remove the harm of the sick, and restore what has been lost.
वयमु त्वामपूर्व्य स्थूरं न कच्चिद्भरन्तोऽवस्यवः । वाजे चित्रं हवामहे
We, seeking help, call upon you, O matchless one, as men might carry a heavy load; we invoke you for splendid wealth.
उप त्वा कर्मन्नूतये स नो युवोग्रश्चक्राम यो धृषत् । त्वामिद्ध्यवितारं ववृमहे सखाय इन्द्र सानसिम्
We approach you for aid in our work; may that mighty one, who is bold, come to us. We have chosen you, O Indra, as our helper and friend, the bestower of strength.
आ याहीम इन्दवोऽश्वपते गोपत उर्वरापते । सोमं सोमपते पिब
Come hither, O lord of horses, lord of cattle, lord of fields; O lord of soma, drink the soma.
वयं हि त्वा बन्धुमन्तमबन्धवो विप्रास इन्द्र येमिम । या ते धामानि वृषभ तेभिरा गहि विश्वेभिः सोमपीतये
For we, O Indra, though friendless, have sought you, the one with many friends, O wise one. Come with all your powers, O bull, to drink the soma.
सीदन्तस्ते वयो यथा गोश्रीते मधौ मदिरे विवक्षणे । अभि त्वामिन्द्र नोनुमः
Your birds, as in a cow’s shelter, sit in the sweet, intoxicating drink, eager to speak; we praise you, Indra.
अच्छा च त्वैना नमसा वदामसि किं मुहुश्चिद्वि दीधयः । सन्ति कामासो हरिवो ददिष्ट्वं स्मो वयं सन्ति नो धियः
We approach you with reverence and speak to you; why should your favors be withheld again and again? There are desires, O wielder of the tawny steeds, grant them; we have thoughts, and you have gifts.
नूत्ना इदिन्द्र ते वयमूती अभूम नहि नू ते अद्रिवः । विद्मा पुरा परीणसः
O Indra, we have now become your new companions, O stone-wielder; we did not know you before, nor your ancient ways.
विद्मा सखित्वमुत शूर भोज्यमा ते ता वज्रिन्नीमहे । उतो समस्मिन्ना शिशीहि नो वसो वाजे सुशिप्र गोमति
We know your friendship, O hero, and the enjoyment you grant; for this, O thunderer, we seek you. Shine upon us here, O gracious one, in the contest for the prize, O fair-cheeked, among the cattle.
यो न इदमिदं पुरा प्र वस्य आनिनाय तमु व स्तुषे । सखाय इन्द्रमूतये
He who formerly brought us this wealth, him we praise; as friends, we seek Indra for help.
हर्यश्वं सत्पतिं चर्षणीसहं स हि ष्मा यो अमन्दत । आ तु नः स वयति गव्यमश्व्यं स्तोतृभ्यो मघवा शतम्
The lord of the good, with tawny steeds, who delights the people—he indeed brings us cattle and horses, O generous one, a hundred for the singers.
त्वया ह स्विद्युजा वयं प्रति श्वसन्तं वृषभ ब्रुवीमहि । संस्थे जनस्य गोमतः
With you, O bull, with your might, we speak to the breathing one; in the assembly of the people rich in cattle.
जयेम कारे पुरुहूत कारिणोऽभि तिष्ठेम दूढ्यः । नृभिर्वृत्रं हन्याम शूशुयाम चावेरिन्द्र प्र णो धियः
May we, O much-invoked, be victorious in the contest, as doers; may we stand firm in the struggle. With men, may we slay the foe, may we hear, and O Indra, guide our thoughts.
अभ्रातृव्यो अना त्वमनापिरिन्द्र जनुषा सनादसि । युधेदापित्वमिच्छसे
You are without kin, without enmity, O Indra, from birth you are independent; you desire to seek out conflict.
नकी रेवन्तं सख्याय विन्दसे पीयन्ति ते सुराश्वः । यदा कृणोषि नदनुं समूहस्यादित्पितेव हूयसे
You do not find a wealthy one for friendship; your strong horses drink. When you gather the stream, you are invoked like a father.
मा ते अमाजुरो यथा मूरास इन्द्र सख्ये त्वावतः । नि षदाम सचा सुते
Let not your companions be weak, nor foolish, O Indra, in your friendship; let us sit together at the offering.
मा ते गोदत्र निरराम राधस इन्द्र मा ते गृहामहि । दृळ्हा चिदर्यः प्र मृशाभ्या भर न ते दामान आदभे
Let not your gift of cattle depart from us, O Indra, nor let us lose your favor. Even the firm ones, O lord, you shake; bring us your rewards, for I do not seize them from you.
इन्द्रो वा घेदियन्मघं सरस्वती वा सुभगा ददिर्वसु । त्वं वा चित्र दाशुषे
Indra may give wealth, or Sarasvati, the gracious one, may bestow riches; or you, O splendid one, to the worshipper.
चित्र इद्राजा राजका इदन्यके यके सरस्वतीमनु । पर्जन्य इव ततनद्धि वृष्ट्या सहस्रमयुता ददत्
Splendid is the king, and so are the other kings, who follow Sarasvati. Like Parjanya, he stretches forth with rain, giving thousands and tens of thousands.
ओ त्यमह्व आ रथमद्या दंसिष्ठमूतये । यमश्विना सुहवा रुद्रवर्तनी आ सूर्यायै तस्थथुः
Here I call today the swift chariot for help; the two Ashvins, well-invoked, with Rudra's ways, have stood for Surya.
पूर्वायुषं सुहवं पुरुस्पृहं भुज्युं वाजेषु पूर्व्यम् । सचनावन्तं सुमतिभिः सोभरे विद्वेषसमनेहसम्
Bhujyu, of ancient life, well-invoked, much-desired, foremost in contests, accompanied by your favor, is protected by you, free from hatred and harm.
इह त्या पुरुभूतमा देवा नमोभिरश्विना । अर्वाचीना स्ववसे करामहे गन्तारा दाशुषो गृहम्
Here, O Ashvins, you who are abundant, gods, with reverence, we call you near for your help; may you come to the worshipper's house.
युवो रथस्य परि चक्रमीयत ईर्मान्यद्वामिषण्यति । अस्माँ अच्छा सुमतिर्वां शुभस्पती आ धेनुरिव धावतु
Around your chariot the wheels turn; whatever you desire, that is fulfilled. May your favor, O lords of beauty, rush to us like a cow to her calf.
रथो यो वां त्रिवन्धुरो हिरण्याभीशुरश्विना । परि द्यावापृथिवी भूषति श्रुतस्तेन नासत्या गतम्
Your chariot, O Ashvins, with three supports, with golden reins, circles heaven and earth; with it, O Nasatyas, come, for it is renowned.
दशस्यन्ता मनवे पूर्व्यं दिवि यवं वृकेण कर्षथः । ता वामद्य सुमतिभिः शुभस्पती अश्विना प्र स्तुवीमहि
You grant ancient favor to Manu; in heaven you draw barley with the wolf. Today, with your favor, O lords of beauty, O Ashvins, we praise you.
उप नो वाजिनीवसू यातमृतस्य पथिभिः । येभिस्तृक्षिं वृषणा त्रासदस्यवं महे क्षत्राय जिन्वथः
Come to us, O Lords of the swift steeds, by the paths of truth, by which you, O mighty ones, have driven forth Trisiras and Trasadasyu for great dominion.
अयं वामद्रिभिः सुतः सोमो नरा वृषण्वसू । आ यातं सोमपीतये पिबतं दाशुषो गृहे
Here is the Soma pressed with stones for you, O vigorous ones, O men of abundant wealth; come for the drinking of Soma, drink in the house of the worshipper.