तंतमिद्राधसे मह इन्द्रं चोदामि पीतये । यः पूर्व्यामनुष्टुतिमीशे कृष्टीनां नृतुः
That Indra, mighty for aid, I urge to drink, who is master of ancient praise, leader of peoples.
न यस्य ते शवसान सख्यमानंश मर्त्यः । नकिः शवांसि ते नशत्
No mortal, O powerful one, can attain your friendship by strength; none can surpass your powers.
त्वोतासस्त्वा युजाप्सु सूर्ये महद्धनम् । जयेम पृत्सु वज्रिवः
By your help, yoked with you, in water, in sunlight, in great wealth, may we win battles, O wielder of the thunderbolt.
तं त्वा यज्ञेभिरीमहे तं गीर्भिर्गिर्वणस्तम । इन्द्र यथा चिदाविथ वाजेषु पुरुमाय्यम्
You we invoke with sacrifices, you with songs, O lover of hymns, Indra, as you have always aided in contests with abundant help.
यस्य ते स्वादु सख्यं स्वाद्वी प्रणीतिरद्रिवः । यज्ञो वितन्तसाय्यः
Sweet is your friendship, sweet your guidance, O stone-armed one; the sacrifice is spread for you to enjoy.
उरु णस्तन्वे तन उरु क्षयाय नस्कृधि । उरु णो यन्धि जीवसे
Make wide space for us, for our bodies, make wide room for our dwelling, make wide space for our living.
उरुं नृभ्य उरुं गव उरुं रथाय पन्थाम् । देववीतिं मनामहे
Wide for men, wide for cattle, wide for the chariot, may we find the path of the gods.
उप मा षड्द्वाद्वा नरः सोमस्य हर्ष्या । तिष्ठन्ति स्वादुरातयः
Come to me, O men, with the joy of Soma; let the sweet gifts stand ready.
ऋज्राविन्द्रोत आ ददे हरी ऋक्षस्य सूनवि । आश्वमेधस्य रोहिता
With straight reins, O Indra, I have yoked the two bay steeds to the son of Ṛkṣa, the red ones of the horse-sacrifice.
सुरथाँ आतिथिग्वे स्वभीशूँरार्क्षे । आश्वमेधे सुपेशसः
Splendid are they, O Ātithigva, with their own whips, shining at the horse-sacrifice, beautifully adorned.
षळश्वाँ आतिथिग्व इन्द्रोते वधूमतः । सचा पूतक्रतौ सनम्
Six horses, O Ātithigva, Indra gave to the one with wives, together with pure rites, as a lasting possession.
ऐषु चेतद्वृषण्वत्यन्तरृज्रेष्वरुषी । स्वभीशुः कशावती
Among these, in the virile ones, in the midst of the straight, the ruddy one, with her own whip, is like a lash.
न युष्मे वाजबन्धवो निनित्सुश्चन मर्त्यः । अवद्यमधि दीधरत्
No mortal, wishing to contend, can overcome you, companions of prize; let no blame rest upon you.
प्रप्र वस्त्रिष्टुभमिषं मन्दद्वीरायेन्दवे । धिया वो मेधसातये पुरंध्या विवासति
Send forth the hymn in Triṣṭubh meter for Indra, who delights in strength; with thought, Puramdhi calls you for the gaining of wisdom.
नदं व ओदतीनां नदं योयुवतीनाम् । पतिं वो अघ्न्यानां धेनूनामिषुध्यसि
You are the stream of the waters, the stream of young women, the lord of the unyoked cows, of the cows, you seek the offering.
ता अस्य सूददोहसः सोमं श्रीणन्ति पृश्नयः । जन्मन्देवानां विशस्त्रिष्वा रोचने दिवः
They, the spotted ones, who yield milk for him, prepare Soma, the mothers of the gods, in the three shining realms of heaven.
अभि प्र गोपतिं गिरेन्द्रमर्च यथा विदे । सूनुं सत्यस्य सत्पतिम्
Sing to the lord of cows, to Indra, as is fitting; to the son of truth, the true lord.
आ हरयः ससृज्रिरेऽरुषीरधि बर्हिषि । यत्राभि संनवामहे
The bays have been set in motion, the ruddy ones on the sacred grass, where we come together.
इन्द्राय गाव आशिरं दुदुह्रे वज्रिणे मधु । यत्सीमुपह्वरे विदत्
The cows have milked forth sweet drink for Indra, the wielder of the bolt, when he found it in the hidden place.
उद्यद्ब्रध्नस्य विष्टपं गृहमिन्द्रश्च गन्वहि । मध्वः पीत्वा सचेवहि त्रिः सप्त सख्युः पदे
Rise up to the dwelling of the shining one, O Indra, and go; having drunk the honey, be united in friendship at the three times seven steps of the companion.
अर्चत प्रार्चत प्रियमेधासो अर्चत । अर्चन्तु पुत्रका उत पुरं न धृष्ण्वर्चत
Sing, sing forth, O Priyamedhasas, sing; let the sons also sing, sing mightily like a fortress.
अव स्वराति गर्गरो गोधा परि सनिष्वणत् । पिङ्गा परि चनिष्कददिन्द्राय ब्रह्मोद्यतम्
Let Gargara sound forth his voice, let Godhā resound all around; let Piṅgā also resound, raise up the hymn for Indra.
आ यत्पतन्त्येन्यः सुदुघा अनपस्फुरः । अपस्फुरं गृभायत सोममिन्द्राय पातवे
When the other, easy to milk, flies forth, unshaken, seize the unshaken one, the Soma, for Indra to drink.
अपादिन्द्रो अपादग्निर्विश्वे देवा अमत्सत । वरुण इदिह क्षयत्तमापो अभ्यनूषत वत्सं संशिश्वरीरिव
Indra drank, Agni drank, all the gods rejoiced; Varuṇa, may he dwell here, the waters have followed, like cows to their calf.
सुदेवो असि वरुण यस्य ते सप्त सिन्धवः । अनुक्षरन्ति काकुदं सूर्म्यं सुषिरामिव
You are a good god, Varuṇa, for whom the seven rivers flow after your summit, like a well-perforated channel.
यो व्यतीँरफाणयत्सुयुक्ताँ उप दाशुषे । तक्वो नेता तदिद्वपुरुपमा यो अमुच्यत
He who, well-yoked, led forth the swift ones for the worshipper, the skilled guide, that indeed is his form, like one who is released.
अतीदु शक्र ओहत इन्द्रो विश्वा अति द्विषः । भिनत्कनीन ओदनं पच्यमानं परो गिरा
O Shakra, Indra, you have surpassed all enemies; you have shattered the cooking vessel, the food being prepared, with your voice from afar.
अर्भको न कुमारकोऽधि तिष्ठन्नवं रथम् । स पक्षन्महिषं मृगं पित्रे मात्रे विभुक्रतुम्
Like a young boy, a child, standing upon a new chariot, he apportioned the buffalo, the beast, to his father and mother, sharing out the offering.
आ तू सुशिप्र दम्पते रथं तिष्ठा हिरण्ययम् । अध द्युक्षं सचेवहि सहस्रपादमरुषं स्वस्तिगामनेहसम्
Come now, O fair-cheeked lord and lady, mount the golden chariot; then, join the shining, thousand-footed, ruddy steed, bringing well-being, free from harm.
तं घेमित्था नमस्विन उप स्वराजमासते । अर्थं चिदस्य सुधितं यदेतव आवर्तयन्ति दावने
To him, indeed, the reverent approach, to the sovereign of songs; even for a small share of his favor, they return again and again for his bounty.