Sama Veda

पवस्व सोम मधुमां ऋतावापो वसानो अधि सानो अव्ये अव द्रोणानि घृतवन्ति रोह मदिन्तमो मत्सर इन्द्रपानः

Flow, Soma, honeyed, true to order, clothed in waters, on the unshaken summit; ascend the vessels rich in ghee, most intoxicating, the draught for Indra.

प्र सेनानीः शूरो अग्रे रथानां गव्यन्नेति हर्षते अस्य सेना भद्रान्कृण्वन्निन्द्रहवान्त्सखिभ्य आ सोमो वस्त्रा रभसानि दत्ते

The leader, the hero, goes forth at the head of chariots, seeking cows, his army rejoices; making his hosts auspicious, Soma, invoked by Indra, gives swift garments to his companions.

प्र ते धारा मधुमतीरसृग्रन्वारं यत्पूतो अत्येष्यव्यम् पवमान पवसे धाम गोनां जनयन्त्सूर्यमपिन्वो अर्कैः

Your honeyed streams have flowed forth, new, when purified you surpass what is to be crossed; O Pavamana, you flow to the abode of cows, generating the sun with your hymns.

प्र गायताभ्यर्चाम देवान्त्सोमं हिनोत महते धनाय स्वादुः पवतामति वारमव्यमा सीदतु कलशं देव इन्दुः

Sing forth, let us praise the gods; press Soma for great wealth. Sweet may he flow, surpassing the foe; let the god Indu settle in the vessel.

प्र हिन्वानो जनिता रोदस्यो रथो न वाजं सनिषन्नयासीत् इन्द्रं गच्छन्नायुधा संशिशानो विश्वा वसु हस्तयोरादधानः

Urging on, the creator of heaven and earth, like a chariot seeking the prize, sets out; going to Indra, adorned with weapons, he places all treasures in his hands.

तक्षद्यदी मनसो वेनतो वाग्ज्येष्ठस्य धर्मं द्युक्षोरनीके आदीमायन्वरमा वावशाना जुष्टं पतिं कलशे गाव इन्दुम्

When the craftsman, from the desire of the mind or the best speech, fashions the law on the bright anvil, then the eager ones seek the best beloved lord, the cows the Indu in the vessel.

साकमुक्षो मर्जयन्त स्वसारो दश धीरस्य धीतयो धनुत्रीः हरिः पर्यद्रवज्जाः सूर्यस्य द्रोणं ननक्षे अत्यो न वाजी

Together the ten sisters, the wise, purifying streams, cleanse him; the tawny one rushes around, the steed of the sun, he has entered the vessel like a prize-winning horse.

अधि यदस्मिन्वाजिनीव शुभः धियः सूरे न विशः अपो वृणानः पवते कवीयन्व्रजं न मन्म

When in him, like a victorious host, the shining thoughts, like rays of the sun, choose the waters, the wise one flows, like a poet, towards the path.

इन्दुर्वाजी पवते गोन्योघा इन्द्रे सोमः सह इन्वन्मदाय हन्ति रक्षो बाधते पर्यरातिं वरिवस्कृण्वन्वृजनस्य राजा

The strong Indu flows, abundant in cows, Soma for Indra, seeking strength for exhilaration; he destroys the demon, repels the malefactor, granting wide space, king of the people.

अया पवा पवस्वैना वसूनि मांश्चत्व इन्द्रो सरसि प्र धन्व ब्रघ्नश्चिद्यस्य वातो न जूतिं पुरुमेधाश्चित्तकवे नरं धात्

With this purification, purify the treasures; let Indra, the mighty, flow forth in the stream. Even the breaker, whose movement is like the wind, and the wise Purumedhas, establish the man.

महत्तत्सोमो महिषश्चकारापां यद्गर्भो ऽवृणीत देवान् अदधादिन्द्रे पवमान ओजो ऽजनयत्सूर्ये ज्योतिरिन्दुः

That great Soma, the mighty one, became the embryo of the waters, chose the gods, placed strength in Indra, and, as it was purified, generated light in the sun, O Moon.

असर्जि वक्वा रथ्ये यथाजौ धिया मनोता प्रथमा मनीष दश स्वसारो अधि सानो अव्ये मृजन्ति वह्निं सदनेष्वच्छ

The active one was released, swift as a chariot in battle, by thought and by the first inspiration. Ten sisters cleanse the fire on the summit, in the abode, with pure waters.

अपामिवेदूर्मयस्तर्त्तुराणाः प्र मनीषा ईरते सोममच्छ नमस्यन्तीरुप च यन्ति सं चाच विशन्त्युशतीरुशन्तम्

The waves of the waters, swift-flowing, move forward with thought toward Soma, approaching in reverence; they come together and enter the shining, the radiant one.

षष्ठ द्वितीयो ऽर्धः पुरोजिती वो अन्धसः सुताय मादयित्नवे अप श्वानं श्नथिष्टन सखायो दीर्घजिह्व्यम्

The sixth and the second half are for you, O pressers, for the joy of the pressed Soma. Friends, drive away the long-tongued dog from the offering.

अयं पूषा रयिर्भगः सोमः पुनानो अर्षति पतिर्विश्वस्य भूमनो व्यख्यद्रोदसी उभे

This Pūṣan, the wealth, the fortune, Soma, as it is purified, flows forth, the lord of all existence, revealing both heaven and earth.

सुतासो मधुमत्तमाः सोमा इन्द्राय मन्दिनः पवित्रवन्तो अक्षरन्देवान्गच्छन्तु वो मदाः

The pressed Somas, rich in sweetness, delight Indra; purified, they flow, O gods, may your exhilarations reach you.

सोमाः पवन्त इन्दवो ऽस्मभ्यं गातुवित्तमाः मित्राः स्वाना अरेपसः स्वाध्यः स्वर्विदः

The Somas, purified, flow for us, bestowing paths and knowledge; friendly, flawless, self-sustaining, knowing the light.

अभी नो वाजसातमं रयिमर्ष शतस्पृहम् इन्दो सहस्रभर्णसं तुविद्युम्नं विभासहम्

Pour out for us, O Soma, the most prize-winning wealth, desired by hundreds, bearing thousands, with great splendor and shining brilliance.

अभी नवन्ते अद्रुहः प्रियमिन्द्रस्य काम्यम् वत्सं न पूर्व आयुनि जातं रिहन्ति मातरः

They approach us, harmless, desiring what is dear to Indra; like mothers caressing their newborn calf in its early life.

आ हर्यताय धृष्णवे धनुष्टन्वन्ति पौंस्यम् शुक्रा वि यन्त्यसुराय निर्णिजे विपामग्रे महीयुवः

For the eager one, for the powerful, they stretch the bow, manifesting heroism; the bright ones go forth for the lord, for the mighty, at the forefront, O youthful ones.

परि त्यं हर्यतं हरिं बभ्रुं पुनन्ति वारेण यो देवान्विश्वां इत्परि मदेन सह गच्छति

They purify that tawny, swift one, the brown, with water; who, with all the gods, goes forth together with exhilaration.

प्र सुन्वानास्यान्धसो मर्तो न वष्ट तद्वचः अप श्वानमराधसं हता मखं न भृगवः

The mortal, pressing the Soma, utters those words; drive away the dog of evil deeds, as the Bhṛgus did at the sacrifice.

अभि प्रियाणि पवते चनोहितो नामानि यह्वो अधि येषु आ सूर्यस्य बृहतो बृहन्नधि रथं विष्वञ्चमरुहद्विचक्षणः

The beloved, the swift-flowing, is purified, bearing names; the mighty one, upon whom the sun's greatness rests, ascends the broad chariot, seeing all.

अचोदसो नो धन्वन्त्विन्दवः प्र स्वानासो बृहद्देवेषु हरयः वि चिदश्नाना इषयो अरातयो ऽर्यो नः सन्तु सनिषन्तु नो धियः

Let the unurged drops flow for us; let the splendid ones, the swift horses, be great among the gods. Even those who do not eat, the desires, the adversaries, let them be ours, let our thoughts be fulfilled.

एष प्र कोशे मधुमां अचिक्रददिन्द्रस्य वज्रो वपुषो वपुष्टमः अभ्य्र्^ईतस्य सुदुघा घृतश्चुतो वाश्रा अर्षन्ति पयसा च घेनवः

This one, in the vessel, sweet, has resounded; Indra's thunderbolt, most splendid of forms. The well-milked, ghee-flowing cows pour forth, and the streams flow with milk.

प्रो अयासीदिन्दुरिन्द्रस्य निष्कृतं सखा सख्युर्न प्र मिनाति सङ्गिरम् मर्य इव युवतिभिः समर्षति सोमः कलशे शतयामना पथा

The Moon has gone forth, O Indra, to your abode; a friend, like friendship, does not diminish the song. Like a young man with maidens, Soma strives in the vessel, with a hundredfold strength along the path.

धर्ता दिवः पवते कृत्व्यो रसो दक्षो देवानामनुमाद्यो नृभिः हरिः सृजानो अत्यो न सत्वभिर्वृथा पाजांसि कृणुषे नदीष्वा

The supporter of heaven, the skillful juice, is purified; the wise one, praised by the gods and men, the tawny one, releasing, like a horse with its strength, performs deeds in the rivers.

वृषा मतीनां पवते विचक्षणः सोमो अह्नां प्रतरीतोषसां दिवः प्राणा सिन्धूनां कलशां अचिक्रददिन्द्रस्य हार्द्याविशन्मनीषिभिः

The bull among thoughts, discerning Soma, is purified; he, surpassing the days, awakens the dawns; he gives breath to heaven, to the rivers, to the vessels, and enters Indra’s heart with the inspired.

त्रिरस्मै सप्त धेनवो दुदुह्रिरे सत्यामाशिरं परमे व्योमनि चत्वार्यन्या भुवनानि निर्णिजे चारूणि चक्रे

For him, three times, seven cows have yielded their milk; the true, immortal one in the highest heaven; four other worlds he has set apart, and made them beautiful.