परम् मृत्यो अनु परेहि पन्थां यस् ते स्व इतरो देवयानात् । चक्षुष्मते शृण्वते ते ब्रवीमि मा नः प्रजां रीरिषो मोत वीरान् ॥
param mṛtyo anu parehi panthāṃ yas te sva itaro devayānāt | cakṣuṣmate śṛṇvate te bravīmi mā naḥ prajāṃ rīriṣo mota vīrān ||
Go hence, O Death, pursue thy special pathway apart from that which Gods are wont to travel. To thee I say it who hast eyes and hearest: Touch not our offspring, injure not our heroes.
mṛtyoḥ padaṃ yopayanto yad aita drāghīya āyuḥ prataraṃ dadhānāḥ | āpyāyamānāḥ prajayā dhanena śuddhāḥ pūtā bhavata yajñiyāsaḥ ||
As ye have come effacing Mrtyu's footstep, to further times prolonging your existence, May ye be rich in children and possessions. cleansed, purified, and meet for sacrificing.
ime jīvā vi mṛtair āvavṛtrann abhūd bhadrā devahūtir no adya | prāñco agāma nṛtaye hasāya drāghīya āyuḥ prataraṃ dadhānāḥ ||
Divided from the dead are these, the living: now be our calling on the Gods successful. We have gone forth for dancing and for laughter, to further times prolonging our existence.
Here I erect this rampart for the living; let none of these, none other, reach this limit. May they survive a hundred lengthened autumns, and may they bury Death beneath this mountain.
As the days follow days in close succession, as with the seasons duly come the seasons, As each successor fails not his foregoer, so form the lives of these, O great Ordainer.
Live your full lives up! find old age delightful, all of you striving one behind the other. May Tvastar, maker of fair things, be gracious and lengthen out the days of your existence.
Let these unwidowed dames with noble husbands adorn themselves with fragrant balm and unguent. Decked with fair jewels, tearless, free from sorrow, first let the dames go up to where he lieth.
ud īrṣva nāry abhi jīvalokaṃ gatāsum etam upa śeṣa ehi | hastagrābhasya didhiṣos tavedam patyur janitvam abhi sam babhūtha ||
Rise, come unto the world of life, O woman: come, he is lifeless by whose side thou liest. Wifehood with this thy husband was thy portion, who took thy hand and wooed thee as a lover.
From his dead hand I take the bow be carried, that it may be our power and might and glory. There art thou, there; and here with noble heroes may we o'ercome all hosts that fight against us.
Betake thee to the lap of Earth the Mother, of Earth far-spreading, very kind and gracious. Young Dame, wool-soft unto the guerdon giver, may she preserve thee from Destruction's bosom.
उच् छ्वञ्चस्व पृथिवि मा नि बाधथाः सूपायनास्मै भव सूपवञ्चना । माता पुत्रं यथा सिचाभ्य् एनम् भूम ऊर्णुहि ॥
uc chvañcasva pṛthivi mā ni bādhathāḥ sūpāyanāsmai bhava sūpavañcanā | mātā putraṃ yathā sicābhy enam bhūma ūrṇuhi ||
Heave thyself, Earth, nor press thee downward heavily: afford him easy access, gently tending him. Cover him, as a mother wraps her skirt about her child, O Earth.
उच्छ्वञ्चमाना पृथिवी सु तिष्ठतु सहस्रम् मित उप हि श्रयन्ताम् । ते गृहासो घृतश्चुतो भवन्तु विश्वाहास्मै शरणाः सन्त्व् अत्र ॥
ucchvañcamānā pṛthivī su tiṣṭhatu sahasram mita upa hi śrayantām | te gṛhāso ghṛtaścuto bhavantu viśvāhāsmai śaraṇāḥ santv atra ||
Now let the heaving earth be free from motion: yea,- let a thousand clods remain above him. Be they to him a home distilling fatness, here let them ever be his place of refuge.
उत् ते स्तभ्नामि पृथिवीं त्वत् परीमं लोगं निदधन् मो अहं रिषम् । एतां स्थूणाम् पितरो धारयन्तु ते ऽत्रा यमः सादना ते मिनोतु ॥
ut te stabhnāmi pṛthivīṃ tvat parīmaṃ logaṃ nidadhan mo ahaṃ riṣam | etāṃ sthūṇām pitaro dhārayantu te 'trā yamaḥ sādanā te minotu ||
I stay the earth from thee, while over thee I place this piece of earth. May I be free from injury. Here let the Fathers keep this pillar firm for thee, and there let Yama make thee an abiding-place.