On a high car, O Parvata and Indra, bring pleasant viands, with brave heroes, hither. Enjoy the gifts, Gods, at our sacrifices wax strong by hymns, rejoice in our oblation.
तिष्ठा सु कम् मघवन् मा परा गाः सोमस्य नु त्वा सुषुतस्य यक्षि । पितुर् न पुत्रः सिचम् आ रभे त इन्द्र स्वादिष्ठया गिरा शचीवः ॥
tiṣṭhā su kam maghavan mā parā gāḥ somasya nu tvā suṣutasya yakṣi | pitur na putraḥ sicam ā rabhe ta indra svādiṣṭhayā girā śacīvaḥ ||
Stay still, O Maghavan, advance no farther. a draught of well-pressed Soma will I give thee. With sweetest song I grasp, O Mighty Indra, thy garment's hem as a child grasps his father's.
शंसावाध्वर्यो प्रति मे गृणीहीन्द्राय वाहः कृणवाव जुष्टम् । एदम् बर्हिर् यजमानस्य सीदाथा च भूद् उक्थम् इन्द्राय शस्तम् ॥
śaṃsāvādhvaryo prati me gṛṇīhīndrāya vāhaḥ kṛṇavāva juṣṭam | edam barhir yajamānasya sīdāthā ca bhūd uktham indrāya śastam ||
Adhvaryu, sing we both; sing thou in answer: make we a laud acceptable to Indra. Upon this sacrificer's grass he seated: to Indra shall our eulogy be uttered.
jāyed astam maghavan sed u yonis tad it tvā yuktā harayo vahantu | yadā kadā ca sunavāma somam agniṣ ṭvā dūto dhanvāty accha ||
A wife, O Maghavan is home and dwelling: so let thy Bay Steeds yoked convey thee hither. Whenever we press out for thee the Soma, let Agni as our Herald speed to call thee.
परा याहि मघवन्न् आ च याहीन्द्र भ्रातर् उभयत्रा ते अर्थम् । यत्रा रथस्य बृहतो निधानं विमोचनं वाजिनो रासभस्य ॥
parā yāhi maghavann ā ca yāhīndra bhrātar ubhayatrā te artham | yatrā rathasya bṛhato nidhānaṃ vimocanaṃ vājino rāsabhasya ||
Depart, O Maghavan; again come hither: both there and here thy goat is Indra, Brother, Where thy tall chariot hath a place to rest in, and where thou loosest thy loud-neighing Courser.
apāḥ somam astam indra pra yāhi kalyāṇīr jāyā suraṇaṃ gṛhe te | yatrā rathasya bṛhato nidhānaṃ vimocanaṃ vājino dakṣiṇāvat ||
Thou hast drunk Soma, Indra, turn thee homeward; thy joy is in thy home, thy gracious Consort; Where thy tall chariot hath a place to rest in, and thy strong Courser is set free with guerdon.
ime bhojā aṅgiraso virūpā divas putrāso asurasya vīrāḥ | viśvāmitrāya dadato maghāni sahasrasāve pra tiranta āyuḥ ||
Bounteous are these, Angirases, Virupas: the Asura's Heroes and the Sons of Heaven. They, giving store of wealth to Visvamitra, prolong his life through countless Soma-pressings.
rūpaṃ-rūpam maghavā bobhavīti māyāḥ kṛṇvānas tanvam pari svām | trir yad divaḥ pari muhūrtam āgāt svair mantrair anṛtupā ṛtāvā ||
Maghavan weareth every shape at pleasure, effecting magic changes in his body, Holy One, drinker out of season, coming thrice, in a moment, through fit prayers, from heaven.
The mighty sage, God-born and God-incited, who looks on men, restrained the billowy river. When Visvamitra was Sudas's escort, then Indra through the Kusikas grew friendly.
Like swans, prepare a song of praise with pressing-stones, glad in your hymns with juice poured forth in sacrifice. Ye singers, with the Gods, sages who look on men, ye Kutikas drink up the Soma's savoury meath.
Come forward, Kusikas, and be attentive; let loose Sudas's horse to win him riches. East, west, and north, let the King slay the foeman, then at earth's choicest place perform his worship.
किं ते कृण्वन्ति कीकटेषु गावो नाशिरं दुह्रे न तपन्ति घर्मम् । आ नो भर प्रमगन्दस्य वेदो नैचाशाखम् मघवन् रन्धया नः ॥
kiṃ te kṛṇvanti kīkaṭeṣu gāvo nāśiraṃ duhre na tapanti gharmam | ā no bhara pramagandasya vedo naicāśākham maghavan randhayā naḥ ||
Among the Kikatas what do thy cattle? They pour no milky draught, they heat no caldron. Bring thou to us the wealth of Pramaganda; give up to us, O Maghavan, the low-born.
Sasarpari, the gift of Jamadagnis, hath lowed with mighty voice dispelling famine. The Daughter of the Sun hath spread our glory among the Gods, imperishable, deathless.
Sasarpari brought glory speedily to these, over the generations of the Fivefold Race; Daughter of Paksa, she bestows new vital power, she whom the ancient Jamadagnis gave to me.
Strong be the pair of oxen, firm the axles, let not the pole slip nor the yoke be broken. May Indra, keep the yoke-pins from decaying: attend us, thou whose fellies are uninjured.
balaṃ dhehi tanūṣu no balam indrānaḷutsu naḥ | balaṃ tokāya tanayāya jīvase tvaṃ hi baladā asi ||
O Indra, give our bodies strength, strength to the bulls who draw the wains, Strength to our seed and progeny that they may live, for thou art he who giveth strength.
abhi vyayasva khadirasya sāram ojo dhehi spandane śiṃśapāyām | akṣa vīḷo vīḷita vīḷayasva mā yāmād asmād ava jīhipo naḥ ||
Enclose thee in the heart of Khayar timber, in the car wrought of Sinsapa put firmness. Show thyself strong, O Axle, fixed and strengthened: throw us not from the car whereon we travel.
indrotibhir bahulābhir no adya yācchreṣṭhābhir maghavañ chūra jinva | yo no dveṣṭy adharaḥ sas padīṣṭa yam u dviṣmas tam u prāṇo jahātu ||
With various aids this day come to us, Indra, with best aids speed us, Maghavan, thou Hero. Let him who hateth us fall headlong downward: him whom we hate let vital breath abandon.
न सायकस्य चिकिते जनासो लोधं नयन्ति पशु मन्यमानाः । नावाजिनं वाजिना हासयन्ति न गर्दभम् पुरो अश्वान् नयन्ति ॥
na sāyakasya cikite janāso lodhaṃ nayanti paśu manyamānāḥ | nāvājinaṃ vājinā hāsayanti na gardabham puro aśvān nayanti ||
Men notice not the arrow, O ye people; they bring the red beast deeming it a bullock. A sluggish steed men run not with the courser, nor ever lead an ass before a charger.
इम इन्द्र भरतस्य पुत्रा अपपित्वं चिकितुर् न प्रपित्वम् । हिन्वन्त्य् अश्वम् अरणं न नित्यं ज्यावाजम् परि णयन्त्य् आजौ ॥
ima indra bharatasya putrā apapitvaṃ cikitur na prapitvam | hinvanty aśvam araṇaṃ na nityaṃ jyāvājam pari ṇayanty ājau ||
These men, the sons of Bharata, O Indra, regard not severance or close connexion. They urge their own steed as it were another's, and take him, swift as the bow's string, to battle.