अहं च त्वं च वृत्रहन्सं युज्याव सनिभ्य आ । अरातीवा चिदद्रिवोऽनु नौ शूर मंसते भद्रा इन्द्रस्य रातयः
You and I, O slayer of Vṛtra, are yoked together as allies; even against the hostile, O stone-wielder, the hero thinks upon us—Indra’s gifts are auspicious.
सत्यमिद्वा उ तं वयमिन्द्रं स्तवाम नानृतम् । महाँ असुन्वतो वधो भूरि ज्योतींषि सुन्वतो भद्रा इन्द्रस्य रातयः
Truly, we praise that Indra, not falsehood; great is his destruction for the non-sacrificer, many are the lights for the sacrificer—Indra’s gifts are auspicious.
स पूर्व्यो महानां वेनः क्रतुभिरानजे । यस्य द्वारा मनुष्पिता देवेषु धिय आनजे
He, the ancient singer of the great, with his powers, is ever new; by whose doors Manu’s father brought wisdom among the gods.
दिवो मानं नोत्सदन्सोमपृष्ठासो अद्रयः । उक्था ब्रह्म च शंस्या
The stones pressed with Soma do not overstep the measure of heaven; hymns and sacred utterances are to be praised.
स विद्वाँ अङ्गिरोभ्य इन्द्रो गा अवृणोदप । स्तुषे तदस्य पौंस्यम्
He, knowing, chose the cows for the Angirases, O Indra; I praise that manliness of his.
स प्रत्नथा कविवृध इन्द्रो वाकस्य वक्षणिः । शिवो अर्कस्य होमन्यस्मत्रा गन्त्ववसे
He, ancient, grown by the seers, Indra, the treasure of speech; gracious to the hymn’s offering, may he come here for our aid.
आदू नु ते अनु क्रतुं स्वाहा वरस्य यज्यवः । श्वात्रमर्का अनूषतेन्द्र गोत्रस्य दावने
Now, according to your will, let the worshippers with Svāhā follow; the hymns have sought your protection, Indra, for the winning of the clan.
इन्द्रे विश्वानि वीर्या कृतानि कर्त्वानि च । यमर्का अध्वरं विदुः
In Indra are all heroic deeds accomplished and to be done; whom the hymns know as the lord of the sacrifice.
यत्पाञ्चजन्यया विशेन्द्रे घोषा असृक्षत । अस्तृणाद्बर्हणा विपोऽर्यो मानस्य स क्षयः
When, with the people of Pañcajana, the shouts of Indra resounded; he spread out the seats, the rivers, for the Arya, that is the dwelling of the mind.
इयमु ते अनुष्टुतिश्चकृषे तानि पौंस्या । प्रावश्चक्रस्य वर्तनिम्
This praise of yours has been composed, for those manly deeds; you have opened the path of the wheel.
अस्य वृष्णो व्योदन उरु क्रमिष्ट जीवसे । यवं न पश्व आ ददे
His, the mighty one’s, expanse is wide, to be traversed for life; like barley to cattle, he has given.
तद्दधाना अवस्यवो युष्माभिर्दक्षपितरः । स्याम मरुत्वतो वृधे
Holding that, the helpers, your wise fathers; may we be for the increase of the Marut-wielder.
बळृत्वियाय धाम्न ऋक्वभिः शूर नोनुमः । जेषामेन्द्र त्वया युजा
For the strength, for the abode, with the singers, O hero, we strive; may we conquer, Indra, with you as our ally.
अस्मे रुद्रा मेहना पर्वतासो वृत्रहत्ये भरहूतौ सजोषाः । यः शंसते स्तुवते धायि पज्र इन्द्रज्येष्ठा अस्माँ अवन्तु देवाः
May the Rudras, the Maruts, the mountains, united, aid us in the slaying of Vṛtra, in the call for battle; whoever praises and lauds, may he be protected, and may the gods, with Indra as chief, guard us.
उत्त्वा मन्दन्तु स्तोमाः कृणुष्व राधो अद्रिवः । अव ब्रह्मद्विषो जहि
May the hymns gladden you, doer of deeds; cast down the haters of prayer.
पदा पणीँरराधसो नि बाधस्व महाँ असि । नहि त्वा कश्चन प्रति
With your foot, drive away the avaricious Paṇis; you are great—no one can withstand you.
त्वमीशिषे सुतानामिन्द्र त्वमसुतानाम् । त्वं राजा जनानाम्
You are the lord of the pressed libations, Indra, you are also of the unpressed; you are the king of the people.
एहि प्रेहि क्षयो दिव्याघोषञ्चर्षणीनाम् । ओभे पृणासि रोदसी
Come, approach, master of the house, with the resounding cry of the people; you fill both heaven and earth.
त्यं चित्पर्वतं गिरिं शतवन्तं सहस्रिणम् । वि स्तोतृभ्यो रुरोजिथ
Even that mountain, the hill with a hundred and a thousand peaks, you have split apart for the singers.
वयमु त्वा दिवा सुते वयं नक्तं हवामहे । अस्माकं काममा पृण
We call upon you by day at the pressing, we call upon you by night; fulfill our desire for us.
क्व स्य वृषभो युवा तुविग्रीवो अनानतः । ब्रह्मा कस्तं सपर्यति
Where is that youthful bull, with mighty neck, unbending? Which priest worships him?
कस्य स्वित्सवनं वृषा जुजुष्वाँ अव गच्छति । इन्द्रं क उ स्विदा चके
To whose pressing does the bull, delighted, come down? Who indeed has fashioned Indra?
कं ते दाना असक्षत वृत्रहन्कं सुवीर्या । उक्थे क उ स्विदन्तमः
Who has achieved your gifts, O slayer of Vṛtra, who your great heroic deeds? Who is most devoted in hymn?
अयं ते मानुषे जने सोमः पूरुषु सूयते । तस्येहि प्र द्रवा पिब
This Soma is pressed for you among men, among the Pūrus; come, hasten here, drink of it.
अयं ते शर्यणावति सुषोमायामधि प्रियः । आर्जीकीये मदिन्तमः
This dear Soma for you is on the Śaryaṇāvat, most intoxicating on the Arjīkīya.
तमद्य राधसे महे चारुं मदाय घृष्वये । एहीमिन्द्र द्रवा पिब
This lovely, exhilarating, strong drink is today for your great bounty; come, Indra, hasten, drink.
यदिन्द्र प्रागपागुदङ्न्यग्वा हूयसे नृभिः । आ याहि तूयमाशुभिः
Whenever, Indra, you are invoked by men from east, west, or north, come here swiftly with your team.
यद्वा प्रस्रवणे दिवो मादयासे स्वर्णरे । यद्वा समुद्रे अन्धसः
Whether you rejoice at the outpouring of heaven, O bringer of light, or in the sea of the Soma drink—
आ त्वा गीर्भिर्महामुरुं हुवे गामिव भोजसे । इन्द्र सोमस्य पीतये
I call you with great, wide-ranging hymns, as one calls a cow for giving; Indra, for the drinking of Soma.
आ त इन्द्र महिमानं हरयो देव ते महः । रथे वहन्तु बिभ्रतः
Let your great steeds, O god Indra, bear your greatness, carrying it on the chariot.