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.
प्र हि रिरिक्ष ओजसा दिवो अन्तेभ्यस्परि । न त्वा विव्याच रज इन्द्र पार्थिवमनु स्वधां ववक्षिथ
You have rushed forth with power from the edges of heaven. No earthly realm, O Indra, has hindered you; you have embraced your own nature.
नकिः परिष्टिर्मघवन्मघस्य ते यद्दाशुषे दशस्यसि । अस्माकं बोध्युचथस्य चोदिता मंहिष्ठो वाजसातये
No boundary, O generous one, limits your bounty; when you favor the worshipper, you delight. Be our awakener, O Indra, for the highest gain of strength.
बृहदिन्द्राय गायत मरुतो वृत्रहन्तमम् । येन ज्योतिरजनयन्नृतावृधो देवं देवाय जागृवि
Sing forth loudly to Indra, O Maruts, to the great slayer of Vṛtra, by whom the righteous, ever-growing gods have awakened the divine light for the god.
अपाधमदभिशस्तीरशस्तिहाथेन्द्रो द्युम्न्याभवत् । देवास्त इन्द्र सख्याय येमिरे बृहद्भानो मरुद्गण
Indra, destroyer of curses and dispeller of reproach, became glorious; O Indra, the gods, shining brightly, have chosen you, O Maruts, for friendship.
प्र व इन्द्राय बृहते मरुतो ब्रह्मार्चत । वृत्रं हनति वृत्रहा शतक्रतुर्वज्रेण शतपर्वणा
Offer praise to mighty Indra, O Maruts, with hymns; the slayer of Vṛtra, endowed with a hundred powers, strikes down Vṛtra with his hundred-jointed thunderbolt.
अभि प्र भर धृषता धृषन्मनः श्रवश्चित्ते असद्बृहत् । अर्षन्त्वापो जवसा वि मातरो हनो वृत्रं जया स्वः
Bring forth your bold, resolute mind, let great fame dwell in your heart; the swift waters rush for you, O Indra, as mothers—strike down Vṛtra, win the heavens.
यज्जायथा अपूर्व्य मघवन्वृत्रहत्याय । तत्पृथिवीमप्रथयस्तदस्तभ्ना उत द्याम्
When you were born, O generous one, for the slaying of Vṛtra, you made the earth vast and supported the sky as well.
तत्ते यज्ञो अजायत तदर्क उत हस्कृतिः । तद्विश्वमभिभूरसि यज्जातं यच्च जन्त्वम्
Then your sacrifice was born, then the hymn and the ritual act; you surpass all that exists, whatever has come into being and whatever is yet to be.
आमासु पक्वमैरय आ सूर्यं रोहयो दिवि । घर्मं न सामन्तपता सुवृक्तिभिर्जुष्टं गिर्वणसे बृहत्
Bring forth the cooked offering among them, raise the sun in the sky; like heat at the border of the song, may the great, well-praised gift be pleasing to the song-loving god.
आ नो विश्वासु हव्य इन्द्रः समत्सु भूषतु । उप ब्रह्माणि सवनानि वृत्रहा परमज्या ऋचीषमः
May Indra, the slayer of Vṛtra, adorn our offerings in every assembly; let him approach the hymns and libations, supreme in might, eager for praise.
त्वं दाता प्रथमो राधसामस्यसि सत्य ईशानकृत् । तुविद्युम्नस्य युज्या वृणीमहे पुत्रस्य शवसो महः
You are the first giver of riches, truly sovereign in power; we choose you, mighty one, as the ally of the powerful son, endowed with great strength.
ब्रह्मा त इन्द्र गिर्वणः क्रियन्ते अनतिद्भुता । इमा जुषस्व हर्यश्व योजनेन्द्र या ते अमन्महि
O Indra, lover of song, these hymns are composed for you, wondrous and not to be surpassed; accept these, O Indra, with tawny steeds, which we have prepared for you.
त्वं हि सत्यो मघवन्ननानतो वृत्रा भूरि न्यृञ्जसे । स त्वं शविष्ठ वज्रहस्त दाशुषेऽर्वाञ्चं रयिमा कृधि
Truly, O generous one, you are steadfast and do not turn away, you have destroyed many Vṛtras; therefore, O most mighty, with the thunderbolt in hand, grant wealth to the worshipper nearby.
त्वमिन्द्र यशा अस्यृजीषी शवसस्पते । त्वं वृत्राणि हंस्यप्रतीन्येक इदनुत्ता चर्षणीधृता
You, Indra, are renowned as the lord of might, swift in action; you alone, upholder of peoples, strike down all Vṛtras without resistance.
तमु त्वा नूनमसुर प्रचेतसं राधो भागमिवेमहे । महीव कृत्तिः शरणा त इन्द्र प्र ते सुम्ना नो अश्नवन्
Now, O wise lord, we seek you as our portion of wealth, like a share; O Indra, may your great protection, like a broad covering, reach us—may your favor come to us.
कन्या वारवायती सोममपि स्रुताविदत् । अस्तं भरन्त्यब्रवीदिन्द्राय सुनवै त्वा शक्राय सुनवै त्वा
The maiden, skilled in her task, has found the Soma, well-filtered; as she brings it to the setting place, she says: 'I will press you for Indra, I will press you for Śakra.'
असौ य एषि वीरको गृहंगृहं विचाकशद् । इमं जम्भसुतं पिब धानावन्तं करम्भिणमपूपवन्तमुक्थिनम्
This young hero who comes, shining from house to house—drink this Soma pressed with barley, mixed with curds, with cakes, and with hymns.
आ चन त्वा चिकित्सामोऽधि चन त्वा नेमसि । शनैरिव शनकैरिवेन्द्रायेन्दो परि स्रव
We will tend you, and we will cherish you; flow for Indra, O Soma, gently and slowly, as if step by step.
कुविच्छकत्कुवित्करत्कुविन्नो वस्यसस्करत् । कुवित्पतिद्विषो यतीरिन्द्रेण संगमामहै
Who knows, who acts, who brings us wealth? May we, with Indra, overcome those who hate us.
इमानि त्रीणि विष्टपा तानीन्द्र वि रोहय । शिरस्ततस्योर्वरामादिदं म उपोदरे
These three realms, O Indra, cause them to grow; let the head of that one be below, and this here be in my womb.