pra vo mahe matayo yantu viṣṇave marutvate girijā evayāmarut | pra śardhāya prayajyave sukhādaye tavase bhandadiṣṭaye dhunivratāya śavase ||
To Visnu, to the Mighty whom the Maruts follow let your hymns born in song go forth, Evayamarut; To the impetuous, strong band, adorned with bracelets, that rushes on in joy and ever roars for vigour.
प्र ये जाता महिना ये च नु स्वयम् प्र विद्मना ब्रुवत एवयामरुत् । क्रत्वा तद् वो मरुतो नाधृषे शवो दाना मह्ना तद् एषाम् अधृष्टासो नाद्रयः ॥
pra ye jātā mahinā ye ca nu svayam pra vidmanā bruvata evayāmarut | kratvā tad vo maruto nādhṛṣe śavo dānā mahnā tad eṣām adhṛṣṭāso nādrayaḥ ||
They who with might were manifest, and who willingly by their own knowledge told it forth, Evayamarut. Maruts, this strength of yours no wisdom comprehendeth: through their gifts' greatness they are moveless as the mountains.
प्र ये दिवो बृहतः शृण्विरे गिरा सुशुक्वानः सुभ्व एवयामरुत् । न येषाम् इरी सधस्थ ईष्ट आं अग्नयो न स्वविद्युतः प्र स्यन्द्रासो धुनीनाम् ॥
pra ye divo bṛhataḥ śṛṇvire girā suśukvānaḥ subhva evayāmarut | na yeṣām irī sadhastha īṣṭa āṃ agnayo na svavidyutaḥ pra syandrāso dhunīnām ||
Who by the psalm they sing are heard, from lofty heaven, the strong, the brightly shining Ones, Evayamarut; In whose abode there is no mightier one to move them, whose lightnings are as fires, who urge the roaring rivers.
He of the Mighty Stride forth strode, Evayamarut, out of the spacious dwelling-place, their home in common. When he, himself, hath yoked his emulous strong horses on heights, he cometh forth, joy-giving, with the Heroes.
svano na vo 'mavān rejayad vṛṣā tveṣo yayis taviṣa evayāmarut | yenā sahanta ṛñjata svarociṣa sthāraśmāno hiraṇyayāḥ svāyudhāsa iṣmiṇaḥ ||
Like your tremendous roar, the rainer with light flashing, strong, speeding, hath made all tremble, Evayamarut, Wherewith victorious ye, self-luminous, press onward, with strong reins, decked with gold, impetuous and well-weaponed.
अपारो वो महिमा वृद्धशवसस् त्वेषं शवो ऽवत्व् एवयामरुत् । स्थातारो हि प्रसितौ संदृशि स्थन ते न उरुष्यता निदः शुशुक्वांसो नाग्नयः ॥
apāro vo mahimā vṛddhaśavasas tveṣaṃ śavo 'vatv evayāmarut | sthātāro hi prasitau saṃdṛśi sthana te na uruṣyatā nidaḥ śuśukvāṃso nāgnayaḥ ||
Unbounded is your greatness, ye of mighty power: may your bright vigour be our aid, Evayamarut; For ye are visible helpers in the time of trouble: like fires, aglow with light, save us from shame and insult.
So may the Rudras, mighty warriors, Evayamarut, with splendid brilliancy, like fires, be our protectors; They whose terrestrial dwelling-place is wide-extended, whom none suspect of sin, whose bands have lofty courage.
Come in a friendly spirit, come to us, O Maruts, and hear his call who praises you, Evayamarut. Like car-borne men, one-minded with the mighty Visnu, keep enmity far from us with your deeds of wonder.