Sama Veda

अ इन्द्र जुषस्व प्र वहा याहि शूर हरिह च् पिबा सुतस्य मतिर्न मधोश्चकानश्चारुर्मदाय

Indra, accept, bring forth, come, hero, with your bays; drink the pressed Soma, as the thought of the sweet, delighting in the lovely exhilaration.

अ इन्द्र जठरं नव्यं न पृणस्व मधोर्दिवो न च् अस्य सुतस्य स्वार्नोप त्वा मदाः सुवाचो अस्थुः

Indra, fill your new belly as with the honey of heaven, as with this pressed Soma; to you the exhilarating, well-spoken draughts have come.

अ इन्द्रस्तुराषाण्मित्रो न जघान वृत्रं यतिर्न च् बिभेद वलं भृगुर्न ससाहे शत्रून्मदे सोमस्य

Indra, strong, like Mitra, slew Vritra; like a priest, he broke open Vala; like Bhrigu, he endured the enemies in the exhilaration of Soma.

तृतीय द्वितीयो ऽर्धः अ गोवित्पवस्व वसुविद्धिरण्यविद्रेतोधा इन्दो भुवनेष्वर्पितः च् त्वं सुवीरो असि सोम विश्ववित्तं त्वा नर उप गिरेम आसते

You, Soma, are the third and the second half; become the giver of cows, the knower of wealth, the finder of gold. Flow forth, O Indu, established in the worlds. You are heroic, Soma, all-knowing; to you the men come and sit with their songs.

अ त्वं नृचक्षा असि सोम विश्वतः पवमान वृषभ ता वि धावसि च् स नः पवस्व वसुमद्धिरण्यवद्वयं स्याम भुवनेषु जीवसे

You, Soma, are all-seeing among men, O purifying bull; you run everywhere. So flow for us, rich in wealth and gold, so that we may live among the worlds.

अ ईशान इमा भुवनानि ईयसे युजान इन्दो हरितः सुपर्ण्यः च् तास्ते क्षरन्तु मधुमद्घृतं पयस्तव व्रते सोम तिष्ठन्तु कृष्टयः

You, O Indu, master, move through these worlds, harnessing the swift, green-winged ones. Let them pour forth sweet ghee and milk; by your command, Soma, let the peoples stand firm.

अ पवमानस्य विश्ववित्प्र ते सर्गा असृक्षत च् सूर्यस्येव न रश्मयः

Of you, the purifying all-knower, O Soma, your streams have flowed forth, like the rays of the sun.

अ केतुं कृण्वं दिवस्परि विश्वा रूपाभ्यर्षसि च् समुद्रः सोम पिन्वसे

Making a banner across the sky, you pass through all forms; like the ocean, Soma, you swell.

अ जज्ञानो वाचमिष्यसि पवमान विधर्मणि च् क्रन्दं देवो न सूर्यः

Born, you seek out speech, O purifying one, in your course; you cry out like the god, the sun.

अ प्र सोमासो अधन्विषुः पवमानास इन्दवः च् श्रीणाना अप्सु वृञ्जते

The Somas have flowed forth, the purifying Indus; shining, they choose their place in the waters.

अ अभि गावो अधन्विषुरापो न प्रवता यतीः च् पुनाना इन्द्रमाशत

The cows have flowed forth, like waters descending in a stream; purified, they have reached Indra.

अ प्र पवमान धन्वसि सोमेन्द्राय मादनः च् नृभिर्यतो वि नीयसे

O purifying Soma, you flow forth, delighting Indra; led by men, you are carried away.

अ इन्दो यदद्रिभिः सुतः पवित्रं परिदीयसे च् अरमिन्द्रस्य धाम्ने

O Indu, when pressed by the stones, you are poured around the filter; you are fit for Indra's abode.

अ त्वं सोम नृमादनः पवस्व चर्षणीधृतिः च् सस्निर्यो अनुमाद्यः

You, Soma, delighting men, flow on, upholding the tribes; you are ever fresh, worthy of praise.

अ पवस्व वृत्रहन्तम उक्थेभिरनुमाद्यः च् शुचिः पावको अद्भुतः

Flow, O slayer of Vṛtra, most worthy of praise in hymns; pure, radiant, wondrous.

अ शुचिः पावक उच्यते सोमः सुतः स मधुमान् च् देवावीरघशंसहा

Pure, radiant, he is called; Soma, pressed, is sweet; divine, heroic, destroyer of reproach.

अ प्र कविर्देववीतये ऽव्या वारेभिरव्यत च् साह्वान्विश्वा अभि स्पृधः

The sage has protected for the gods, with unfailing streams; he has summoned all contests.

अ स हि ष्मा जरितृभ्य आ वाजं गोमन्तमिन्वति च् पवमानः सहस्रिणम्

For he indeed brings to the singers wealth rich in cows, a thousandfold, O purifying one.

अ परि विश्वानि चेतसा मृज्यसे पवसे मती च् स नः सोम श्रवो विदः

You are cleansed with all intelligence, purified by thought; grant us, Soma, fame.

अ अभ्यर्ष बृहद्यशो मघवद्भ्यो ध्रुवं रयिम् च् इषं स्तोतृभ्य आ भर

Flow forth with great glory for the generous, with steadfast wealth; bring nourishment to the singers.

अ त्वं राजेव सुव्रतो गिरः सोमाविवेशिथ च् पुनानो वह्ने अद्भुत

You, Soma, like a king of good vows, have entered the songs; purified, wondrous fire.

अ स वह्निरप्सु दुष्टरो मृज्यमानो गभस्त्योः च् सोमश्चमूषु सीदति

That fire, difficult to restrain in the waters, being purified between the rays, and Soma sits among the hosts.

अ क्रीडुर्मखो न मंहयुः पवित्रं सोम गच्छसि च् दधत्स्तोत्रे सुवीर्यम्

Playful, like a festive offering, you delight; Soma, you go to the filter, placing strength for the hymn.

अ यवंयवं नो अन्धसा पुष्टंपुष्टं परि स्रव च् विश्वा च सोम सौभगा

Flow for us, Soma, with nourishing drops, again and again, and bring all good fortunes.

अ इन्दो यथा तव स्तवो यथा ते जातमन्धसः च् नि बर्हिषि प्रिये सदः

O Indu, as your praise, as your pressed juice, settle down upon the dear seat of the sacred grass.

अ उत नो गोविदश्ववित्पवस्व सोमान्धसा च् मक्षूतमेभिरहभिः

O Soma, flow for us with the pressed juice, bestowing cows and horses, with these swift days.

अ यो जिनाति न जीयते हन्ति शत्रुमभीत्य च् स पवस्व सहस्रजित्

He who conquers and is not conquered, who strikes down the foe without fear—so, Soma, flow as the winner of thousands.

अ यास्ते धारा मधुश्चुतो ऽसृग्रमिन्द ऊतये च् ताभिः पवित्रमासदः

Those streams of yours, O Indu, flowing with honey, I have let flow for aid; with them, you have reached the filter.

अ सो अर्षेन्द्राय पीतये तिरो वाराण्यव्यया च् सीदन्नृतस्य योनिमा

He flows for Indra to drink, passing through the unspent waters, sitting at the source of truth.