एते वदन्ति शतवत्सहस्रवदभि क्रन्दन्ति हरितेभिरासभिः । विष्ट्वी ग्रावाणः सुकृतः सुकृत्यया होतुश्चित्पूर्वे हविरद्यमाशत
These speak, as if a hundred years, a thousand years; they cry out together with their green backs. The well-made pressing stones, by their skill, even the first Hotar has pressed the fresh offering.
एते वदन्त्यविदन्नना मधु न्यूङ्खयन्ते अधि पक्व आमिषि । वृक्षस्य शाखामरुणस्य बप्सतस्ते सूभर्वा वृषभाः प्रेमराविषुः
These speak, though they know not the honey; they press down upon the cooked flesh. On the branch of the reddish tree they rest, these strong bulls, longing for the Soma, have roared forth.
बृहद्वदन्ति मदिरेण मन्दिनेन्द्रं क्रोशन्तोऽविदन्नना मधु । संरभ्या धीराः स्वसृभिरनर्तिषुराघोषयन्तः पृथिवीमुपब्दिभिः
Loudly they speak, intoxicated with the sweet, calling to Indra, they know not the honey. Stirred up, the wise ones, with their sisters, have moved, resounding upon the earth with their bands.
सुपर्णा वाचमक्रतोप द्यव्याखरे कृष्णा इषिरा अनर्तिषुः । न्यङ्नि यन्त्युपरस्य निष्कृतं पुरू रेतो दधिरे सूर्यश्वितः
The fair-winged ones have uttered speech; above, the black, impelling ones have resounded in their courses. They move downward to the lower resting place; many streams, shining like the sun, have borne the seed.
उग्रा इव प्रवहन्तः समायमुः साकं युक्ता वृषणो बिभ्रतो धुरः । यच्छ्वसन्तो जग्रसाना अराविषुः शृण्व एषां प्रोथथो अर्वतामिव
Mighty as they rush forth, they come together, yoked together, strong ones bearing the yoke. As they breathe, they roar, eager in their work; listen to their thunder, like the neighing of horses.
दशावनिभ्यो दशकक्ष्येभ्यो दशयोक्त्रेभ्यो दशयोजनेभ्यः । दशाभीशुभ्यो अर्चताजरेभ्यो दश धुरो दश युक्ता वहद्भ्यः
Ten on the base, ten on the sides, ten on the yokes, ten on the spans; let the ten whips, ageless, resound, for the ten yokes, the ten yoked ones who bear the burden.
ते अद्रयो दशयन्त्रास आशवस्तेषामाधानं पर्येति हर्यतम् । त ऊ सुतस्य सोम्यस्यान्धसोऽंशोः पीयूषं प्रथमस्य भेजिरे
These stones, with ten bands, are swift; their setting is delightful as they move around. They have taken the first draught of the sweet Soma, the essence of the pressed juice.
ते सोमादो हरी इन्द्रस्य निंसतेऽंशुं दुहन्तो अध्यासते गवि । तेभिर्दुग्धं पपिवान्सोम्यं मध्विन्द्रो वर्धते प्रथते वृषायते
From the Soma, the two bay steeds of Indra draw near, extracting the juice, they settle upon the cow. With them, Indra has drunk the sweet Soma milked out, and by it he grows, spreads, and becomes mighty.
वृषा वो अंशुर्न किला रिषाथनेळावन्तः सदमित्स्थनाशिताः । रैवत्येव महसा चारव स्थन यस्य ग्रावाणो अजुषध्वमध्वरम्
Your portion is strong, never failing, always present, never diminished. Stand firm with radiant might, as in the splendor of Raivata, you stones who have delighted in the sacrifice.
तृदिला अतृदिलासो अद्रयोऽश्रमणा अशृथिता अमृत्यवः । अनातुरा अजरा स्थामविष्णवः सुपीवसो अतृषिता अतृष्णजः
Firm, unwearied, unshaken, immortal are these stones; untroubled, ageless, steadfast, vast, well-nourished, unsated, born of thirstlessness.
ध्रुवा एव वः पितरो युगेयुगे क्षेमकामासः सदसो न युञ्जते । अजुर्यासो हरिषाचो हरिद्रव आ द्यां रवेण पृथिवीमशुश्रवुः
Truly your fathers, desiring safety, have yoked you in every age, as to a seat. Undecaying, golden-hued, with golden motion, they have made the heavens and earth resound with their roar.
तदिद्वदन्त्यद्रयो विमोचने यामन्नञ्जस्पा इव घेदुपब्दिभिः । वपन्तो बीजमिव धान्याकृतः पृञ्चन्ति सोमं न मिनन्ति बप्सतः
Thus the stones speak at the release, as horses neigh with their harness. Pouring out the seed as if sowing grain, they press the Soma, never failing, ever eager.
सुते अध्वरे अधि वाचमक्रता क्रीळयो न मातरं तुदन्तः । वि षू मुञ्चा सुषुवुषो मनीषां वि वर्तन्तामद्रयश्चायमानाः
At the pressing, at the sacrifice, they have uttered speech, like playful sons striking their mother. Release, O stones, the wise ones who have pressed out the juice; let them roll forth, eager in their work.
हये जाये मनसा तिष्ठ घोरे वचांसि मिश्रा कृणवावहै नु । न नौ मन्त्रा अनुदितास एते मयस्करन्परतरे चनाहन्
O wife, remain steadfast in mind; let us now compose our words together, even in this dread. These spells of ours have not been uttered in vain; they bring us happiness, even across the farther shore.
किमेता वाचा कृणवा तवाहं प्राक्रमिषमुषसामग्रियेव । पुरूरवः पुनरस्तं परेहि दुरापना वात इवाहमस्मि
What shall I do with these words of yours? I will depart, like the first light of dawn. O Purūravas, go back again to your home; I am hard to reach, like the wind.
इषुर्न श्रिय इषुधेरसना गोषाः शतसा न रंहिः । अवीरे क्रतौ वि दविद्युतन्नोरा न मायुं चितयन्त धुनयः
Like an arrow from the quiver, like the rush of a hundred cows, my speed is swift. In a man without strength, the resolve is scattered, as the streams disperse the waters, not even the wise can grasp the measure.
सा वसु दधती श्वशुराय वय उषो यदि वष्ट्यन्तिगृहात् । अस्तं ननक्षे यस्मिञ्चाकन्दिवा नक्तं श्नथिता वैतसेन
She, bearing wealth, goes to her father-in-law's house, if the dawn so wills, from the near home. I have reached the setting, where the path bends, bound at night by the Vaitasa cord.
त्रिः स्म माह्नः श्नथयो वैतसेनोत स्म मेऽव्यत्यै पृणासि । पुरूरवोऽनु ते केतमायं राजा मे वीर तन्वस्तदासीः
Three times in the day the Vaitasa cords have bound me, and you, O unchanging one, have filled me with longing. O Purūravas, after your sign, this king, my hero, that was my body.
या सुजूर्णिः श्रेणिः सुम्नआपिर्ह्रदेचक्षुर्न ग्रन्थिनी चरण्युः । ता अञ्जयोऽरुणयो न सस्रुः श्रिये गावो न धेनवोऽनवन्त
That well-joined line, full of favor, like a heart's vision, not knotted, swift-moving—those bright, ruddy ones have run forth for glory, like cows, like milch cows, bringing forth.
समस्मिञ्जायमान आसत ग्ना उतेमवर्धन्नद्यः स्वगूर्ताः । महे यत्त्वा पुरूरवो रणायावर्धयन्दस्युहत्याय देवाः
At my birth, the divine ladies sat together, and the waters, praised, increased. When the gods made you, O Purūravas, great for battle, for the slaying of foes.
सचा यदासु जहतीष्वत्कममानुषीषु मानुषो निषेवे । अप स्म मत्तरसन्ती न भुज्युस्ता अत्रसन्रथस्पृशो नाश्वाः
When, with them, I abandoned desire among mortals, I, a mortal, served among mortals. Then, being intoxicated, they did not enjoy me; those who touched the chariot, those horses, vanished.
यदासु मर्तो अमृतासु निस्पृक्सं क्षोणीभिः क्रतुभिर्न पृङ्क्ते । ता आतयो न तन्वः शुम्भत स्वा अश्वासो न क्रीळयो दन्दशानाः
When a mortal, indifferent among the immortal women, does not share in their rituals with the earth-dwellers, then those forms shine forth, like horses at play, like restless colts, adorned in their own beauty.
विद्युन्न या पतन्ती दविद्योद्भरन्ती मे अप्या काम्यानि । जनिष्टो अपो नर्यः सुजातः प्रोर्वशी तिरत दीर्घमायुः
Like lightning she fell, flashing without thunder, carrying away my cherished desires. The noble-born woman was born among the waters—O Urvashi, extend a long life for the man.
जज्ञिष इत्था गोपीथ्याय हि दधाथ तत्पुरूरवो म ओजः । अशासं त्वा विदुषी सस्मिन्नहन्न म आशृणोः किमभुग्वदासि
You were born thus, for the work of a herdsman; for that, O Pururavas, you placed your strength. I desired you, wise one, but you did not stay with me; you did not listen—what was it that you enjoyed?
कदा सूनुः पितरं जात इच्छाच्चक्रन्नाश्रु वर्तयद्विजानन् । को दम्पती समनसा वि यूयोदध यदग्निः श्वशुरेषु दीदयत्
When does a son, newly born, seek his father, causing tears to flow, knowing the truth? Who can separate a husband and wife who are of one mind, when Agni burns among the in-laws?
प्रति ब्रवाणि वर्तयते अश्रु चक्रन्न क्रन्ददाध्ये शिवायै । प्र तत्ते हिनवा यत्ते अस्मे परेह्यस्तं नहि मूर मापः
I declare it: she causes tears to flow, she makes the mother-in-law weep aloud for her well-being. Therefore, I send you away from me—go to another; do not touch me, foolish one.
सुदेवो अद्य प्रपतेदनावृत्परावतं परमां गन्तवा उ । अधा शयीत निरृतेरुपस्थेऽधैनं वृका रभसासो अद्युः
Let the good god depart today, unrestrained, to the farthest distance, to the most distant place. There let him lie in the lap of destruction; there let the wolves, eager, devour him.
पुरूरवो मा मृथा मा प्र पप्तो मा त्वा वृकासो अशिवास उ क्षन् । न वै स्त्रैणानि सख्यानि सन्ति सालावृकाणां हृदयान्येता
Pururavas, do not die, do not depart; let not the cruel, wicked wolves destroy you. Indeed, there is no friendship in women; the hearts of she-wolves are like this.
यद्विरूपाचरं मर्त्येष्ववसं रात्रीः शरदश्चतस्रः । घृतस्य स्तोकं सकृदह्न आश्नां तादेवेदं तातृपाणा चरामि
Whatever strange conduct I practiced among mortals, I dwelled for four autumns and nights. I ate a small portion of clarified butter once a day; with that alone, now satisfied, I depart.
अन्तरिक्षप्रां रजसो विमानीमुप शिक्षाम्युर्वशीं वसिष्ठः । उप त्वा रातिः सुकृतस्य तिष्ठान्नि वर्तस्व हृदयं तप्यते मे
Vasishtha, who moves in the midspace, seeks out Urvashi, the radiant one. The reward of good deeds stands near you; do not turn away—my heart is burning.