Sukta 105

चन्द्रमा अप्स्वन्तरा सुपर्णो धावते दिवि। न वो हिरण्यनेमयः पदं विन्दन्ति विद्युतो वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

candramā apsvantarā suparṇo dhāvate divi | na vo hiraṇyanemayaḥ padaṁ vindanti vidyuto vittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

WITHIN the waters runs the Moon, he with the beauteous wings in heaven. Ye lightnings with your golden wheels, men find not your abiding-place. Mark this my woe, ye Earth and Heaven.

अर्थमिद्वा उ अर्थिन आ जाया युवते पतिम्। तुञ्जाते वृष्ण्यं पयः परिदाय रसं दुहे वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

arthamidvā u arthina ā jāyā yuvate patim | tuñjāte vṛṣṇyaṁ payaḥ paridāya rasaṁ duhe vittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

Surely men crave and gain their wish. Close to her husband clings the wife. And, in embraces intertwined, both give and take the bliss of love. Mark this my woe, ye Earth and Heaven.

मो षु देवा अदः स्वरव पादि दिवस्परि। मा सोम्यस्य शम्भुवः शूने भूम कदा चन वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

mo ṣu devā adaḥ svarava pādi divaspari | mā somyasya śambhuvaḥ śūne bhūma kadā cana vittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

O never may that light , ye Gods, fall from its station in the sky. Ne'er fail us one like Soma sweet, the spring of our felicity. Mark this my woe ye Earth and Heaven.

यज्ञं पृच्छाम्यवमं स तद्दूतो वि वोचति। क्व ऋतं पूर्व्यं गतं कस्तद्बिभर्ति नूतनो वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

yajñaṁ pṛcchāmyavamaṁ sa taddūto vi vocati | kva ṛtaṁ pūrvyaṁ gataṁ kastadbibharti nūtano vittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

I ask the last of sacrifice. As envoy he shall tell it forth. Where is the ancient law divine? Who is its new diffuser now? Mark this my woe, ye Earth and Heaven.

अमी ये देवाः स्थन त्रिष्वा रोचने दिवः। कद्व ऋतं कदनृतं क्व प्रत्ना व आहुतिर्वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

amī ye devāḥ sthana triṣvā rocane divaḥ | kadva ṛtaṁ kadanṛtaṁ kva pratnā va āhutirvittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

Ye Gods who yonder have your home in the three lucid realms of heaven, What count ye truth and what untruth? Where is mine ancient call on you? Mark this my woe, ye Earth and Heaven.

कद्व ऋतस्य धर्णसि कद्वरुणस्य चक्षणम्। कदर्यम्णो महस्पथाति क्रामेम दूढ्यो वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

kadva ṛtasya dharṇasi kadvaruṇasya cakṣaṇam | kadaryamṇo mahaspathāti krāmema dūḍhyo vittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

What is your firm support of Law? What Varuna's observant eye? How may we pass the wicked on the path of mighty Aryaman? Mark this my woe, ye Earth and Heaven.

अहं सो अस्मि यः पुरा सुते वदामि कानि चित्। तं मा व्यन्त्याध्यो वृको न तृष्णजं मृगं वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

ahaṁ so asmi yaḥ purā sute vadāmi kāni cit | taṁ mā vyantyādhyo vṛko na tṛṣṇajaṁ mṛgaṁ vittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

1 am the man who sang of old full many a laud when Soma flowed. Yet torturing cares consume me as the wolf assails the thirsty deer. Mark this my woe, ye Earth and Heaven.

सं मा तपन्त्यभितः सपत्नीरिव पर्शवः। मूषो न शिश्ना व्यदन्ति माध्यः स्तोतारं ते शतक्रतो वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

saṁ mā tapantyabhitaḥ sapatnīriva parśavaḥ | mūṣo na śiśnā vyadanti mādhyaḥ stotāraṁ te śatakrato vittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

Like rival wives on every side enclosing ribs oppress me sore. O Satakratu, biting cares devour me, singer of thy praise, as rats devour the weaver's threads. Mark this my woe, ye Earth and Heaven.

अमी ये सप्त रश्मयस्तत्रा मे नाभिरातता। त्रितस्तद्वेदाप्त्यः स जामित्वाय रेभति वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

amī ye sapta raśmayastatrā me nābhirātatā | tritastadvedāptyaḥ sa jāmitvāya rebhati vittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

Where those seven rays are shining, thence my home and family extend. This Trta Aptya knoweth well, and speaketh out for brotherhood. Mark this my woe, ye Earth and Heaven.

अमी ये पञ्चोक्षणो मध्ये तस्थुर्महो दिवः। देवत्रा नु प्रवाच्यं सध्रीचीना नि वावृतुर्वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

amī ye pañcokṣaṇo madhye tasthurmaho divaḥ | devatrā nu pravācyaṁ sadhrīcīnā ni vāvṛturvittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

May those five Bulls which stand on high full in the midst of mighty heaven, Having together swiftly borne my praises to the Gods, return. Mark this my woe, ye Earth and Heaven.

सुपर्णा एत आसते मध्य आरोधने दिवः। ते सेधन्ति पथो वृकं तरन्तं यह्वतीरपो वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

suparṇā eta āsate madhya ārodhane divaḥ | te sedhanti patho vṛkaṁ tarantaṁ yahvatīrapo vittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

High in the mid ascent of heaven those Birds of beauteous pinion sit. Back from his path they drive the wolf as he would cross the restless floods. Mark this my woe, ye Earth and Heaven.

नव्यं तदुक्थ्यं हितं देवासः सुप्रवाचनम्। ऋतमर्षन्ति सिन्धवः सत्यं तातान सूर्यो वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

navyaṁ tadukthyaṁ hitaṁ devāsaḥ supravācanam | ṛtamarṣanti sindhavaḥ satyaṁ tātāna sūryo vittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

Firm is this new-wrought hymn of praise, and meet to be told forth, O Gods. The flowing of the floods is Law, Truth is the Sun's extended light. Mark this my woe, ye Earth and Heaven.

अग्ने तव त्यदुक्थ्यं देवेष्वस्त्याप्यम्। स नः सत्तो मनुष्वदा देवान्यक्षि विदुष्टरो वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

agne tava tyadukthyaṁ deveṣvastyāpyam | sa naḥ satto manuṣvadā devānyakṣi viduṣṭaro vittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

Worthy of laud, O Agni, is that kinship which thou hast with Gods. Here seat thee like a man: most wise, bring thou the Gods for sacrifice. Mark this my woe, ye Earth and Heaven.

सत्तो होता मनुष्वदा देवाँ अच्छा विदुष्टरः। अग्निर्हव्या सुषूदति देवो देवेषु मेधिरो वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

satto hotā manuṣvadā devā acchā viduṣṭaraḥ | agnirhavyā suṣūdati devo deveṣu medhiro vittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

Here seated, man-like as a priest shall wisest Agni to the Gods Speed onward our oblations, God among the Gods, intelligent. Mark this my woe, ye Earth and Heaven.

ब्रह्मा कृणोति वरुणो गातुविदं तमीमहे। व्यूर्णोति हृदा मतिं नव्यो जायतामृतं वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

brahmā kṛṇoti varuṇo gātuvidaṁ tamīmahe | vyūrṇoti hṛdā matiṁ navyo jāyatāmṛtaṁ vittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

Varuna makes the holy prayer. To him who finds the path we pray. He in the heart reveals his thought. Let sacred worship rise anew. Mark this my woe, ye Earth and Heaven.

असौ यः पन्था आदित्यो दिवि प्रवाच्यं कृतः। न स देवा अतिक्रमे तं मर्तासो न पश्यथ वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

asau yaḥ panthā ādityo divi pravācyaṁ kṛtaḥ | na sa devā atikrame taṁ martāso na paśyatha vittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

That pathway of the Sun in heaven, made to be highly glorified, Is not to be transgressed, O Gods. O mortals, ye behold it not. Mark this my woe, ye Earth and Heaven.

त्रितः कूपेऽवहितो देवान्हवत ऊतये। तच्छुश्राव बृहस्पतिः कृण्वन्नंहूरणादुरु वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

tritaḥ kūpe'vahito devānhavata ūtaye | tacchuśrāva bṛhaspatiḥ kṛṇvannaṁhūraṇāduru vittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

Trta, when buried in the well, calls on the Gods to succour him. That call of his Brhaspati heard and released him from distress. Mark this my woe, ye Earth and Heaven.

अरुणो मा सकृद्वृकः पथा यन्तं ददर्श हि। उज्जिहीते निचाय्या तष्टेव पृष्ट्यामयी वित्तं मे अस्य रोदसी॥

aruṇo mā sakṛdvṛkaḥ pathā yantaṁ dadarśa hi | ujjihīte nicāyyā taṣṭeva pṛṣṭyāmayī vittaṁ me asya rodasī ||

A ruddy wolf beheld me once, as I was faring on my path. He, like a carpenter whose back is aching crouched and slunk away. Mark this my woe, ye Earth and Heaven.

एनाङ्गूषेण वयमिन्द्रवन्तोऽभि ष्याम वृजने सर्ववीराः। तन्नो मित्रो वरुणो मामहन्तामदितिः सिन्धुः पृथिवी उत द्यौः॥

enāṅgūṣeṇa vayamindravanto'bhi ṣyāma vṛjane sarvavīrāḥ | tanno mitro varuṇo māmahantāmaditiḥ sindhuḥ pṛthivī uta dyauḥ ||

Through this our song may we, allied with Indra, with all our heroes conquer in the battle. This prayer of ours may Varuna grant, and Mitra, and Aditi and Sindhu, Earth and Heaven.