Sama Veda

अ सुतासो मधुमत्तमाः सोमा इन्द्राय मन्दिनः च् पवित्रवन्तो अक्षरं देवान्गच्छन्तु वो मदाः

The most honeyed, pressed Somas, delightful for Indra, with filters, let your exhilarations reach the gods unfailing.

अ इन्दुरिन्द्राय पवत इति देवासो अब्रुवन् च् वाचस्पतिर्मखस्यते विश्वस्येशान ओजसाः

‘Indu is pressed for Indra,’ so said the gods; the Lord of Speech rejoices in the sacrifice, the master of all strength.

अ सहस्रधारः पवते समुद्रो वाचमीङ्खयः च् सोमस्पती रयीणां सखेन्द्रस्य दिवेदिवे

With a thousand streams the ocean flows, seeking speech; Soma, lord of treasures, with Indra as friend, day by day.

अ पवित्रं ते विततं ब्रह्मणस्पते प्रभुर्गात्राणि पर्येषि विश्वतः च् अतप्ततनूर्न तदामो अश्नुते शृतास इद्वहन्तः सं तदाशत

Your filter is spread out, O Lord of Prayer; you move around all bodies as master; one whose body is unheated, the weak does not attain that; those who are purified, carrying the offering, reach it together.

अ तपोष्पवित्रं विततं दिवस्पदे ऽर्चन्तो अस्य तन्तवो व्यस्थिरन् च् अवन्त्यस्य पवीतारमाशवो दिवः पृष्ठमधि रोहन्ति तेजसा

The heat-filter is spread in the seat of heaven; its threads, shining, are extended; the purifying flames, as its filters, ascend the back of heaven with their brilliance.

अ अरूरुचदुषसः पृश्निरग्रिय उक्षा मिमेति भुवनेषु वाजयुः च् मायाविनो ममिरे अस्य मायया नृचक्षसः पितरो गर्भमा दधुः

The first-born bull of Prishni shone forth at dawn, roaring for strength in the worlds; the magicians measured him by their magic; the seers, with human sight, placed the embryo.

अ प्र मंहिष्ठाय गायत ऋताव्ने बृहते शुक्रशोचिषे च् उपस्तुतासो अग्नये

Sing to the greatest, the most glorious, the upholder of order, the radiant, the mighty; those praised approach Agni.

अ आ वंसते मघवा वीरवद्यशः समिद्धो द्युम्न्याहुतः च् कुविन्नो अस्य सुमतिर्भवीयस्यच्छा वाजेभिरागमत्

Maghavan, famed for heroic men, is kindled, summoned with glory; may his favor come to us, may he approach with prizes.

अ तं ते मदं गृणीमसि वृषणं पृक्षु सासहिम् च् उ लोककृत्नुमद्रिवो हरिश्रियम्

We praise that exhilaration of yours, O mighty one, strong in the press, victorious, creator of worlds, O stone-armed, of golden splendor.

अ येन ज्योतींष्यायवे मनवे च विवेदिथ च् मन्दानो अस्य बर्हिषो वि राजसि

By which you have discerned the lights for Ayu and for Manu, delighting in this seat, you shine forth in splendor.

अ तदद्या चित्त उक्थिनो ऽनु ष्टुवन्ति पूर्वथा च् वृषपत्नीरपो जया दिवेदिवे

So today, O thoughtful ones, the singers praise as before; the waters, spouses of the mighty, win day by day.

अ श्रुधी हवं तिरश्च्या इन्द्र यस्त्वा सपर्यति च् सुवीर्यस्य गोमतो रायस्पूर्धि महां असि

Hear our invocation, O Indra, for the one who worships you; you are great, fulfill us with abundant heroic strength, with wealth of cattle.

अ यस्त इन्द्र नवीयसीं गिरं मन्द्रामजीजनत् च् चिकित्विन्मनसं धियं प्रत्नामृतस्य पिप्युषीम्

O Indra, he who has created a newer, delightful song, who has fashioned a wise and ancient, nourishing thought of truth—

अ तमु ष्टवाम यं गिर इन्द्रमुक्थानि वावृधुः च् पुरूण्यस्य नौंस्या सिषासन्तो वनामहे

Let us praise him, Indra, whom hymns have strengthened; seeking his many gifts, let us strive to win his favor.

तृतीय प्रथमो ऽर्धः अ प्र त आश्विनीः पवमान धेनवो दिव्या असृग्रन्पयसा धरीमणि च् प्रान्तरिक्षात्स्थाविरीस्ते असृक्षत ये त्वा मृजन्त्यृषिषाण वेधसः

O Pavamana, the divine Ashvins' cows have flowed forth with milk upon the altar; from the atmosphere, the ancient ones have streamed, those whom the inspired, skillful ones cleanse.

अ उभयतः पवमानस्य रश्मयो ध्रुवस्य सतः परि यन्ति केतवः च् यदी पवित्रे अधि मृज्यते हरिः सत्ता नि योनौ कलशेषु सीदति

On both sides of the pure one, the rays, the steadfast ones, circle as banners, when the tawny one is purified upon the filter; he sits established in the womb, in the vessels.

अ विश्वा धामानि विश्वचक्ष ऋभ्वसः प्रभोष्टे सतः परि यन्ति केतवः च् व्यानशी पवसे सोम धर्मणा पतिर्विश्वस्य भुवनस्य राजसि

All abodes, all-seeing, the banners of the skillful, the mighty, circle around the steadfast one; Soma, you flow widely by your law, lord of all beings, you are king of the world.

अ पवमानो अजीजनद्दिवश्चित्रं न तन्यतुम् च् ज्योतिर्वैश्वानरं बृहत्

Pavamana has generated from the sky a wondrous, thunder-like sound, a great, universal light.

अ पवमान रसस्तव मदो राजन्नदुच्छुनः च् वि वारमव्यमर्षति

O Pavamana, your juice, your exhilaration, O king, unimpeded, rushes through every barrier.

अ पवमानस्य ते रसो दक्षो वि राजति द्युमान् च् ज्योतिर्विश्वं स्वर्दृशे

The essence of you, O Pavamana, shines forth with skill, radiant; the light, all-seeing, for the vision of heaven.

अ प्र यद्गावो न भूर्णयस्त्वेषा अयासो अक्रमुः च् घ्नन्तः कृष्णामप त्वचम्

When, like eager cows, the swift, strong ones have rushed forth, striking off the black skin.

अ सुवितस्य मनामहे ऽति सेतुं दुराय्यम् च् साह्याम दस्युमव्रतम्

We seek the favor of the well-bestowed one, to cross over the difficult barrier; may we overcome the lawless foe.

अ शृण्वे वृष्टेरिव स्वनः पवमानस्य शुष्मिणः च् चरन्ति विद्युतो दिवि

The sound of Pavamana, mighty, is heard like the roar of rain; lightnings move in the sky.

अ आ पवस्व महीमिषं गोमदिन्दो हिरण्यवत् च् अश्ववत्सोम वीरवत्

Flow for us, O Soma, with great riches, with cattle, with gold, with horses, with heroes.

अ पवस्व विश्वचर्षण आ मही रोदसी पृण च् उषाः सूर्यो न रश्मिभिः

Flow, O all-cherishing one, fill the great heavens and earth; shine forth with your rays like the dawn and the sun.

अ परि नः शर्मयन्त्या धारया सोम विश्वतः च् सरा रसेव विष्टपम्

O Soma, with your all-encompassing stream, grant us shelter; flow over the expanse like a juice spreading everywhere.

अ आशुरर्ष बृहन्मते परि प्रियेण धाम्ना च् यत्र देवा इति ब्रुवन्

Rush forth, O mighty one, with your lofty mind, encircle with your beloved abode, where the gods, they say, reside.

अ परिष्कृण्वन्ननिष्कृतं जनाय यातयन्निषः च् वृष्टिं दिवः परि स्रव

Purifying what is impure, driving away evil for the people, pour down the rain from heaven.

अ अयं स यो दिवस्परि रघुयामा पवित्र आ च् सिन्धोरूर्मा व्यक्षरत्

This is he who, purified through the filter, swiftly flows around the sky; the wave of the river has spread out.