Sukta 70

आ विश्ववाराश्विना गतं नः प्र तत्स्थानमवाचि वां पृथिव्याम्। अश्वो न वाजी शुनपृष्ठो अस्थादा यत्सेदथुर्ध्रुवसे न योनिम्॥

ā viśvavārāśvinā gataṁ naḥ pra tatsthānamavāci vāṁ pṛthivyām | aśvo na vājī śunapṛṣṭho asthādā yatsedathurdhruvase na yonim ||

RICH in all blessings, Asvins come ye hither: this place on earth is called your own possession, Like a strong horse with a fair back it standeth, whereon, as in a lap, ye seat you firmly.

सिषक्ति सा वां सुमतिश्चनिष्ठातापि घर्मो मनुषो दुरोणे। यो वां समुद्रान्सरितः पिपर्त्येतग्वा चिन्न सुयुजा युजानः॥

siṣakti sā vāṁ sumatiścaniṣṭhātāpi gharmo manuṣo duroṇe | yo vāṁ samudrānsaritaḥ pipartyetagvā cinna suyujā yujānaḥ ||

This most delightful eulogy awaits you in the man's house drink-offering hath been heated, Which bringeth you over the seas and rivers, yoking as'twere two well-matched shining horses.

यानि स्थानान्यश्विना दधाथे दिवो यह्वीष्वोषधीषु विक्षु। नि पर्वतस्य मूर्धनि सदन्तेषं जनाय दाशुषे वहन्ता॥

yāni sthānānyaśvinā dadhāthe divo yahvīṣvoṣadhīṣu vikṣu | ni parvatasya mūrdhani sadanteṣaṁ janāya dāśuṣe vahantā ||

Whatever dwellings ye possess, O Asvins, in fields of men or in the streams of heaven, Resting upon the summit of the mountain, or bringing food to him who gives oblation,

चनिष्टं देवा ओषधीष्वप्सु यद्योग्या अश्नवैथे ऋषीणाम्। पुरूणि रत्ना दधतौ न्यस्मे अनु पूर्वाणि चख्यथुर्युगानि॥

caniṣṭaṁ devā oṣadhīṣvapsu yadyogyā aśnavaithe ṛṣīṇām | purūṇi ratnā dadhatau nyasme anu pūrvāṇi cakhyathuryugāni ||

Delight yourselves, ye Gods, in plants and waters when Rsis give them and ye find they suit You. Enriching us with treasures in abundance ye have looked back to former generations.

शुश्रुवांसा चिदश्विना पुरूण्यभि ब्रह्माणि चक्षाथे ऋषीणाम्। प्रति प्र यातं वरमा जनायास्मे वामस्तु सुमतिश्चनिष्ठा॥

śuśruvāṁsā cidaśvinā purūṇyabhi brahmāṇi cakṣāthe ṛṣīṇām | prati pra yātaṁ varamā janāyāsme vāmastu sumatiścaniṣṭhā ||

Asvins, though ye have heard them oft aforetime, regard the many prayers which Rsis offer. Come to the man even as his heart desireth: may we enjoy your most delightful favour.

यो वां यज्ञो नासत्या हविष्मान्कृतब्रह्मा समर्यो भवाति। उप प्र यातं वरमा वसिष्ठमिमा ब्रह्माण्यृच्यन्ते युवभ्याम्॥

yo vāṁ yajño nāsatyā haviṣmānkṛtabrahmā samaryo bhavāti | upa pra yātaṁ varamā vasiṣṭhamimā brahmāṇyṛcyante yuvabhyām ||

Come to the sacrifice offered you, Nasatyas, with men, oblations, and prayer duly uttered. Come to Vasistha as his heart desireth, for unto you these holy hymns are chanted.

इयं मनीषा इयमश्विना गीरिमां सुवृक्तिं वृषणा जुषेथाम्। इमा ब्रह्माणि युवयून्यग्मन्यूयं पात स्वस्तिभिः सदा नः॥

iyaṁ manīṣā iyamaśvinā gīrimāṁ suvṛktiṁ vṛṣaṇā juṣethām | imā brahmāṇi yuvayūnyagmanyūyaṁ pāta svastibhiḥ sadā naḥ ||

This is the thought, this is the song, O Asvins: accept this hymn of ours, ye Steers, with favour. May these our prayers addressed to you come nigh you. Preserve us evermore, ye Gods, with blessings.