कया ते अग्ने अङ्गिर ऊर्जो नपादुपस्तुतिम् । वराय देव मन्यवे
By what praise, O Agni, descendant of Angiras, may we approach your favor, O god, for your gracious mind?
दाशेम कस्य मनसा यज्ञस्य सहसो यहो । कदु वोच इदं नमः
By whose thought may we serve, with strength and glory of sacrifice; what words of homage shall we speak here?
अधा त्वं हि नस्करो विश्वा अस्मभ्यं सुक्षितीः । वाजद्रविणसो गिरः
For you, indeed, make for us all prosperous dwellings, O Agni, bestower of wealth, with your songs.
कस्य नूनं परीणसो धियो जिन्वसि दम्पते । गोषाता यस्य ते गिरः
Whose, indeed, do you now inspire, O lord, whose thoughts do you quicken, for whom your songs bring cattle?
तं मर्जयन्त सुक्रतुं पुरोयावानमाजिषु । स्वेषु क्षयेषु वाजिनम्
They adorn him, the wise one, leader in the forefront of battles, the strong one in their own homes.
क्षेति क्षेमेभिः साधुभिर्नकिर्यं घ्नन्ति हन्ति यः । अग्ने सुवीर एधते
He dwells with good protectors in safety; no one harms him, nor does he harm; Agni, the strong, prospers.
आ मे हवं नासत्याश्विना गच्छतं युवम् । मध्वः सोमस्य पीतये
Come to my call, Ashvins, you two, approach for the drinking of the honeyed Soma.
इमं मे स्तोममश्विनेमं मे शृणुतं हवम् । मध्वः सोमस्य पीतये
Hear this my praise, Ashvins, hear this my call, for the drinking of the honeyed Soma.
अयं वां कृष्णो अश्विना हवते वाजिनीवसू । मध्वः सोमस्य पीतये
This black one calls to you, Ashvins, the bestowers of strength, for the drinking of the honeyed Soma.
शृणुतं जरितुर्हवं कृष्णस्य स्तुवतो नरा । मध्वः सोमस्य पीतये
Hear the call of the singer, O men, of the one who praises, for the drinking of the honeyed Soma.
छर्दिर्यन्तमदाभ्यं विप्राय स्तुवते नरा । मध्वः सोमस्य पीतये
Let the undeceivable protection come to the inspired one who praises, O men, for the drinking of the honeyed Soma.
गच्छतं दाशुषो गृहमित्था स्तुवतो अश्विना । मध्वः सोमस्य पीतये
Come to the house of the worshipper, thus praised, Ashvins, for the drinking of the honeyed Soma.
युञ्जाथां रासभं रथे वीड्वङ्गे वृषण्वसू । मध्वः सोमस्य पीतये
Yoke the donkey to the chariot, O bestowers of strength, with well-joined limbs, for the drinking of the honeyed Soma.
त्रिवन्धुरेण त्रिवृता रथेना यातमश्विना । मध्वः सोमस्य पीतये
With the three-yoked, three-wheeled chariot, come, Ashvins, for the drinking of the honeyed Soma.
नू मे गिरो नासत्याश्विना प्रावतं युवम् । मध्वः सोमस्य पीतये
Now, may my songs bring you forth, O Nasatyas, Ashvins, for the drinking of the honeyed Soma.
उभा हि दस्रा भिषजा मयोभुवोभा दक्षस्य वचसो बभूवथुः । ता वां विश्वको हवते तनूकृथे मा नो वि यौष्टं सख्या मुमोचतम्
Both of you, O wondrous healers, are bringers of joy; both have become the voice of skill. All people call upon you for the sake of their offspring; do not, in your friendship, abandon us.
कथा नूनं वां विमना उप स्तवद्युवं धियं ददथुर्वस्यइष्टये । ता वां विश्वको हवते तनूकृथे मा नो वि यौष्टं सख्या मुमोचतम्
How, then, shall I praise you now? You grant wisdom for prosperity. All people call upon you for the sake of their offspring; do not, in your friendship, abandon us.
युवं हि ष्मा पुरुभुजेममेधतुं विष्णाप्वे ददथुर्वस्यइष्टये । ता वां विश्वको हवते तनूकृथे मा नो वि यौष्टं सख्या मुमोचतम्
You always grant abundant gifts and prosperity to Vishnapva for well-being. All people call upon you for the sake of their offspring; do not, in your friendship, abandon us.
उत त्यं वीरं धनसामृजीषिणं दूरे चित्सन्तमवसे हवामहे । यस्य स्वादिष्ठा सुमतिः पितुर्यथा मा नो वि यौष्टं सख्या मुमोचतम्
And that hero, rich in wealth and eager for battle, even though distant, we call for help—whose most pleasant favor is like that of a father. Do not, in your friendship, abandon us.
ऋतेन देवः सविता शमायत ऋतस्य शृङ्गमुर्विया वि पप्रथे । ऋतं सासाह महि चित्पृतन्यतो मा नो वि यौष्टं सख्या मुमोचतम्
By truth, the god Savitar brings peace; the peak of truth spreads wide across the earth. Truth has conquered, even in great conflict. Do not, in your friendship, abandon us.
द्युम्नी वां स्तोमो अश्विना क्रिविर्न सेक आ गतम् । मध्वः सुतस्य स दिवि प्रियो नरा पातं गौराविवेरिणे
Glorious is your praise, Ashvins, like a swift horse; come forth. For the drinking of the honeyed, pressed Soma, O noble ones, protect the cow for the seeker.
पिबतं घर्मं मधुमन्तमश्विना बर्हिः सीदतं नरा । ता मन्दसाना मनुषो दुरोण आ नि पातं वेदसा वयः
Drink the warm, honeyed Soma, Ashvins; sit upon the sacred grass, O noble ones. You who delight, come to the home of man and protect the offspring with wisdom.
आ वां विश्वाभिरूतिभिः प्रियमेधा अहूषत । ता वर्तिर्यातमुप वृक्तबर्हिषो जुष्टं यज्ञं दिविष्टिषु
With all your aids, Priyamedha has called you. Come by the path to the well-laid sacred grass, accept the sacrifice among the heavenly ones.
पिबतं सोमं मधुमन्तमश्विना बर्हिः सीदतं सुमत् । ता वावृधाना उप सुष्टुतिं दिवो गन्तं गौराविवेरिणम्
Drink the honeyed Soma, Ashvins; sit upon the sacred grass with favor. You who have grown strong, come to the well-praised, to the cow for the seeker from heaven.
आ नूनं यातमश्विनाश्वेभिः प्रुषितप्सुभिः । दस्रा हिरण्यवर्तनी शुभस्पती पातं सोममृतावृधा
Now come, Ashvins, with your horses, with those that sprinkle water. O wondrous ones, with golden wheels, lords of beauty, drink the Soma, you who grow by truth.
वयं हि वां हवामहे विपन्यवो विप्रासो वाजसातये । ता वल्गू दस्रा पुरुदंससा धियाश्विना श्रुष्ट्या गतम्
We call upon you, Ashvins, with inspired words, O wise ones, for the gaining of strength. You, delightful and wondrous, of many deeds, come with wisdom, Ashvins, at our call.
तं वो दस्ममृतीषहं वसोर्मन्दानमन्धसः । अभि वत्सं न स्वसरेषु धेनव इन्द्रं गीर्भिर्नवामहे
That wondrous, immortal, joy-bringing one of yours, the delight of the invigorating drink, we praise with songs, as cows call to their calf in the stalls—Indra.
द्युक्षं सुदानुं तविषीभिरावृतं गिरिं न पुरुभोजसम् । क्षुमन्तं वाजं शतिनं सहस्रिणं मक्षू गोमन्तमीमहे
We seek the radiant, generous one, surrounded by power, like a mountain rich in gifts; abundant in strength, swift, thousand-fold, quickly bringing cattle.
न त्वा बृहन्तो अद्रयो वरन्त इन्द्र वीळवः । यद्दित्ससि स्तुवते मावते वसु नकिष्टदा मिनाति ते
No mighty stones, O Indra, can restrain you, nor can the weak. When you grant wealth to the one who praises and desires, no one can diminish your gift.
योद्धासि क्रत्वा शवसोत दंसना विश्वा जाताभि मज्मना । आ त्वायमर्क ऊतये ववर्तति यं गोतमा अजीजनन्
You are a fighter by will, mighty in strength and deeds, surpassing all beings by your power. This hymn turns to you for help, whom the Gotamas have begotten.