divyā āpo abhi yad enam āyan dṛtiṃ na śuṣkaṃ sarasī śayānam | gavām aha na māyur vatsinīnām maṇḍūkānāṃ vagnur atrā sam eti ||
What time on these, as on a dry skin lying in the pool's bed, the floods of heaven descended, The music of the Frogs comes forth in concert like the cows lowing with their calves beside them.
yad īm enāṃ uśato abhy avarṣīt tṛṣyāvataḥ prāvṛṣy āgatāyām | akhkhalīkṛtyā pitaraṃ na putro anyo anyam upa vadantam eti ||
When at the coming of the Rains the water has poured upon them as they yearned and thirsted, One seeks another as he talks and greets him with cries of pleasure as a son his father.
anyo anyam anu gṛbhṇāty enor apām prasarge yad amandiṣātām | maṇḍūko yad abhivṛṣṭaḥ kaniṣkan pṛśniḥ sampṛṅkte haritena vācam ||
Each of these twain receives the other kindly, while they are revelling in the flow of waters, When the Frog moistened by the rain springs forward, and Green and Spotty both combine their voices.
yad eṣām anyo anyasya vācaṃ śāktasyeva vadati śikṣamāṇaḥ | sarvaṃ tad eṣāṃ samṛdheva parva yat suvāco vadathanādhy apsu ||
When one of these repeats the other's language, as he who learns the lesson of the teacher, Your every limb seems to be growing larger as ye converse with eloquence on the waters.
Onc is Cow-bellow and Goat-bleat the other, one Frog is Green and one of them is Spotty. They bear one common name, and yet they vary, and, talking, modulate the voice diversely.
ब्राह्मणासो अतिरात्रे न सोमे सरो न पूर्णम् अभितो वदन्तः । संवत्सरस्य तद् अहः परि ष्ठ यन् मण्डूकाः प्रावृषीणम् बभूव ॥
brāhmaṇāso atirātre na some saro na pūrṇam abhito vadantaḥ | saṃvatsarasya tad ahaḥ pari ṣṭha yan maṇḍūkāḥ prāvṛṣīṇam babhūva ||
As Brahmans, sitting round the brimful vessel, talk at the Soma-rite of Atiratra, So, Frogs, ye gather round the pool to honour this day of all the year, the first of Rain-time.
ब्राह्मणासः सोमिनो वाचम् अक्रत ब्रह्म कृण्वन्तः परिवत्सरीणम् । अध्वर्यवो घर्मिणः सिष्विदाना आविर् भवन्ति गुह्या न के चित् ॥
brāhmaṇāsaḥ somino vācam akrata brahma kṛṇvantaḥ parivatsarīṇam | adhvaryavo gharmiṇaḥ siṣvidānā āvir bhavanti guhyā na ke cit ||
These Brahmans with the Soma juice, performing their year-long rite, have lifted up their voices; And these Adhvaryus, sweating with their kettles, come forth and show themselves, and none are hidden.
devahitiṃ jugupur dvādaśasya ṛtuṃ naro na pra minanty ete | saṃvatsare prāvṛṣy āgatāyāṃ taptā gharmā aśnuvate visargam ||
They keep the twelve month's God-appointed order, and never do the men neglect the season. Soon as the Rain-time in the year returneth, these who were heated kettles gain their freedom.
gomāyur adād ajamāyur adāt pṛśnir adād dharito no vasūni | gavām maṇḍūkā dadataḥ śatāni sahasrasāve pra tiranta āyuḥ ||
Cow-bellow and Goat-bleat have granted riches, and Green and Spotty have vouchsafed us treasure. The Frogs who give us cows in hundreds lengthen our lives in this most fertilizing season.