pra devatrā brahmaṇe gātur etv apo acchā manaso na prayukti | mahīm mitrasya varuṇasya dhāsim pṛthujrayase rīradhā suvṛktim ||
As 'twere with swift exertion of the spirit, let the priest speed to the celestial Waters, The glorious food of Varuna and Mitra. To him who spreadeth far this laud I offer.
adhvaryavo haviṣmanto hi bhūtācchāpa itośatīr uśantaḥ | ava yāś caṣṭe aruṇaḥ suparṇas tam āsyadhvam ūrmim adyā suhastāḥ ||
Adhvaryus, he ye ready with oblations,, and come with longing to the longing Waters, Down on which looks the. purple-tinted Eagle. Pour ye that flowing wave this day, deft-handed.
adhvaryavo 'pa itā samudram apāṃ napātaṃ haviṣā yajadhvam | sa vo dadad ūrmim adyā supūtaṃ tasmai somam madhumantaṃ sunota ||
Go to the reservoir, O ye Adhvaryus worship the Waters' Child with your oblations. A consecrated wave he now will give you, so press for him the Soma rich in sweetness.
yo anidhmo dīdayad apsv antar yaṃ viprāsa īḷate adhvareṣu | apāṃ napān madhumatīr apo dā yābhir indro vāvṛdhe vīryāya ||
He who shines bright in floods, unfed with fuel, whom sages worship at their sacrifices: Give waters rich in sweets, Child of the Waters, even those which gave heroic might to Indra:
याभिः सोमो मोदते हर्षते च कल्याणीभिर् युवतिभिर् न मर्यः । ता अध्वर्यो अपो अच्छा परेहि यद् आसिञ्चा ओषधीभिः पुनीतात् ॥
yābhiḥ somo modate harṣate ca kalyāṇībhir yuvatibhir na maryaḥ | tā adhvaryo apo acchā parehi yad āsiñcā oṣadhībhiḥ punītāt ||
Those in which Soma joys and is delighted, as a young man with fair and pleasant damsels. Go thou unto those Waters, O Adhvaryu, and purify with herbs what thou infusest.
So maidens bow before the youthful gallant who comes with love to them who yearn to meet him. In heart accordant and in wish one-minded are the Adhvaryus and the heavenly Waters.
यो वो वृताभ्यो अकृणोद् उ लोकं यो वो मह्या अभिशस्तेर् अमुञ्चत् । तस्मा इन्द्राय मधुमन्तम् ऊर्मिं देवमादनम् प्र हिणोतनापः ॥
yo vo vṛtābhyo akṛṇod u lokaṃ yo vo mahyā abhiśaster amuñcat | tasmā indrāya madhumantam ūrmiṃ devamādanam pra hiṇotanāpaḥ ||
He who made room for you when fast imprisoned, who freed you from the mighty imprecation,- Even to that Indra send the meath-rich current, the wave that gratifies the Gods, O Waters.
प्रास्मै हिनोत मधुमन्तम् ऊर्मिं गर्भो यो वः सिन्धवो मध्व उत्सः । घृतपृष्ठम् ईड्यम् अध्वरेष्व् आपो रेवतीः शृणुता हवम् मे ॥
prāsmai hinota madhumantam ūrmiṃ garbho yo vaḥ sindhavo madhva utsaḥ | ghṛtapṛṣṭham īḍyam adhvareṣv āpo revatīḥ śṛṇutā havam me ||
Send forth to him the meath-rich wave, O Rivers, which is your offspring and a well of sweetness, Oil-balmed, to be implored at sacrifices. Ye wealthy Waters, hear mine invocation.
taṃ sindhavo matsaram indrapānam ūrmim pra heta ya ubhe iyarti | madacyutam auśānaṃ nabhojām pari tritantuṃ vicarantam utsam ||
Send forth the rapture-giving wave, O Rivers, which Indra drinks, which sets the Twain in motion; The well that springeth from the clouds, desirous, that wandereth triple-formed, distilling transport.
āvarvṛtatīr adha nu dvidhārā goṣuyudho na niyavaṃ carantīḥ | ṛṣe janitrīr bhuvanasya patnīr apo vandasva savṛdhaḥ sayonīḥ ||
These winding Streams which with their double current, like cattle-raiders, seek the lower pastures,- Waters which dwell together, thrive together, Queens, Mothers of the world, these, Rsi, honour.
hinotā no adhvaraṃ devayajyā hinota brahma sanaye dhanānām | ṛtasya yoge vi ṣyadhvam ūdhaḥ śruṣṭīvarīr bhūtanāsmabhyam āpaḥ ||
Send forth our sacrifice with holy worship send forth the hymn and prayer for gain of riches. For need of sacrifice disclose the udder. Give gracious hearing to our call, O Waters.
आपो रेवतीः क्षयथा हि वस्वः क्रतुं च भद्रम् बिभृथामृतं च । रायश् च स्थ स्वपत्यस्य पत्नीः सरस्वती तद् गृणते वयो धात् ॥
āpo revatīḥ kṣayathā hi vasvaḥ kratuṃ ca bhadram bibhṛthāmṛtaṃ ca | rāyaś ca stha svapatyasya patnīḥ sarasvatī tad gṛṇate vayo dhāt ||
For, wealthy Waters, ye control all treasures: ye bring auspicious intellect and Amrta. Ye are the Queens of independent riches Sarasvati give full life to the singer!
prati yad āpo adṛśram āyatīr ghṛtam payāṃsi bibhratīr madhūni | adhvaryubhir manasā saṃvidānā indrāya somaṃ suṣutam bharantīḥ ||
When I behold the Waters coming hither, carrying with them milk and meath and butter, Bearing the well-pressed Soma juice to Indra, they harmonize in spirit with Adhvaryus.
Rich, they are come with wealth for living beings, O friends, Adhvaryus, seat them in their places. Seat them on holy grass, ye Soma-bringers in harmony with the Offspring of the Waters.
āgmann āpa uśatīr barhir edaṃ ny adhvare asadan devayantīḥ | adhvaryavaḥ sunutendrāya somam abhūd u vaḥ suśakā devayajyā ||
Now to this grass are come the longing Waters: the Pious Ones are seated at our worship. Adhvaryus, press the Soma juice for Indra so will the service of the Gods be easy.