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प्र सेनानीः शूरो अग्रे रथानां गव्यन्नेति हर्षते अस्य सेना। भद्रान्कृण्वन्निन्द्रहवान्सखिभ्य आ सोमो वस्त्रा रभसानि दत्ते॥

pra senānīḥ śūro agre rathānāṁ gavyanneti harṣate asya senā | bhadrānkṛṇvannindrahavānsakhibhya ā somo vastrā rabhasāni datte ||

IN forefront of the cars forth goes the Hero, the Leader, winning spoil: his host rejoices. Soma endues his robes of lasting colours, and blesses, for his friends, their calls on Indra.

समस्य हरिं हरयो मृजन्त्यश्वहयैरनिशितं नमोभिः। आ तिष्ठति रथमिन्द्रस्य सखा विद्वाँ एना सुमतिं यात्यच्छ॥

samasya hariṁ harayo mṛjantyaśvahayairaniśitaṁ namobhiḥ | ā tiṣṭhati rathamindrasya sakhā vidvā enā sumatiṁ yātyaccha ||

Men decked with gold adorn his golden tendril, incessantly with steed-impelling homage. The Friend of Indra mounts his car well-knowing, he comes thereon to meet the prayer we offer.

स नो देव देवताते पवस्व महे सोम प्सरस इन्द्रपानः। कृण्वन्नपो वर्षयन्द्यामुतेमामुरोरा नो वरिवस्या पुनानः॥

sa no deva devatāte pavasva mahe soma psarasa indrapānaḥ | kṛṇvannapo varṣayandyāmutemāmurorā no varivasyā punānaḥ ||

O God, for service of the Gods flow onward, for food sublime, as Indra's drink, O Soma. Making the floods, bedewing earth and heaven, come from the vast, comfort us while we cleanse thee

अजीतयेऽहतये पवस्व स्वस्तये सर्वतातये बृहते। तदुशन्ति विश्व इमे सखायस्तदहं वश्मि पवमान सोम॥

ajītaye'hataye pavasva svastaye sarvatātaye bṛhate | taduśanti viśva ime sakhāyastadahaṁ vaśmi pavamāna soma ||

Flow for prosperity and constant Vigour, flow on for happiness and high perfection. This is the wish of these friends assembled: this is my wish, O Soma Pavamana.

सोमः पवते जनिता मतीनां जनिता दिवो जनिता पृथिव्याः। जनिताग्नेर्जनिता सूर्यस्य जनितेन्द्रस्य जनितोत विष्णोः॥

somaḥ pavate janitā matīnāṁ janitā divo janitā pṛthivyāḥ | janitāgnerjanitā sūryasya janitendrasya janitota viṣṇoḥ ||

Father of holy hymns, Soma flows onward the Father of the earth, Father of heaven: Father of Agni, Surya's generator, the Father who begat Indra and Visnu.

ब्रह्मा देवानां पदवीः कवीनामृषिर्विप्राणां महिषो मृगाणाम्। श्येनो गृध्राणां स्वधितिर्वनानां सोमः पवित्रमत्येति रेभन्॥

brahmā devānāṁ padavīḥ kavīnāmṛṣirviprāṇāṁ mahiṣo mṛgāṇām | śyeno gṛdhrāṇāṁ svadhitirvanānāṁ somaḥ pavitramatyeti rebhan ||

Brahman of Gods, the Leader of the poets, Rsi of sages, Bull of savage creatures, Falcon amid the vultures, Axe of forests, over the cleansing sieve goes Soma singing.

प्रावीविपद्वाच ऊर्मिं न सिन्धुर्गिरः सोमः पवमानो मनीषाः। अन्तः पश्यन्वृजनेमावराण्या तिष्ठति वृषभो गोषु जानन्॥

prāvīvipadvāca ūrmiṁ na sindhurgiraḥ somaḥ pavamāno manīṣāḥ | antaḥ paśyanvṛjanemāvarāṇyā tiṣṭhati vṛṣabho goṣu jānan ||

He, Soma Pavamana, like a river, hath stirred the wave of voice, our songs and praises. Beholding these inferior powers in cattle, he rests among them as a Steer well-knowing.

स मत्सरः पृत्सु वन्वन्नवातः सहस्ररेता अभि वाजमर्ष। इन्द्रायेन्दो पवमानो मनीष्यंशोरूर्मिमीरय गा इषण्यन्॥

sa matsaraḥ pṛtsu vanvannavātaḥ sahasraretā abhi vājamarṣa | indrāyendo pavamāno manīṣyaṁśorūrmimīraya gā iṣaṇyan ||

As Gladdener, Warrior never harmed in battle, with thousand genial streams, pour strength and vigour. As thoughtful Pavamana, urge O Indu, speeding the kine, the plant's wave on to Indra.

परि प्रियः कलशे देववात इन्द्राय सोमो रण्यो मदाय। सहस्रधारः शतवाज इन्दुर्वाजी न सप्तिः समना जिगाति॥

pari priyaḥ kalaśe devavāta indrāya somo raṇyo madāya | sahasradhāraḥ śatavāja indurvājī na saptiḥ samanā jigāti ||

Dear, grateful to the Gods, on to the beaker moves Soma, sweet to Indra, to delight him. With hundred powers, with thousand currents, Indu, like a strong car-horse, goes to the assembly.

स पूर्व्यो वसुविज्जायमानो मृजानो अप्सु दुदुहानो अद्रौ। अभिशस्तिपा भुवनस्य राजा विदद्गातुं ब्रह्मणे पूयमानः॥

sa pūrvyo vasuvijjāyamāno mṛjāno apsu duduhāno adrau | abhiśastipā bhuvanasya rājā vidadgātuṁ brahmaṇe pūyamānaḥ ||

Born in old time as finder-out of treasures, drained with the stone, decking himself in waters, Warding off curses, King of all existence, he shall find way for prayer the while they cleanse him.

त्वया हि नः पितरः सोम पूर्वे कर्माणि चक्रुः पवमान धीराः। वन्वन्नवातः परिधीँरपोर्णु वीरेभिरश्वैर्मघवा भवा नः॥

tvayā hi naḥ pitaraḥ soma pūrve karmāṇi cakruḥ pavamāna dhīrāḥ | vanvannavātaḥ paridhīraporṇu vīrebhiraśvairmaghavā bhavā naḥ ||

For our sage fathers, Soma Pavamana, of old performed, by thee, their sacred duties. Fighting unvanquished, open the enclosures: enrich us with large gifts of steeds and heroes.

यथापवथा मनवे वयोधा अमित्रहा वरिवोविद्धविष्मान्। एवा पवस्व द्रविणं दधान इन्द्रे सं तिष्ठ जनयायुधानि॥

yathāpavathā manave vayodhā amitrahā varivoviddhaviṣmān | evā pavasva draviṇaṁ dadhāna indre saṁ tiṣṭha janayāyudhāni ||

As thou didst flow for Manu Life-bestowing, Foe-queller, Comforter, rich in oblations, Even thus flow onward now conferring riches: combine with Indra, and bring forth thy weapons.

पवस्व सोम मधुमाँ ऋतावापो वसानो अधि सानो अव्ये। अव द्रोणानि घृतवान्ति सीद मदिन्तमो मत्सर इन्द्रपानः॥

pavasva soma madhumā ṛtāvāpo vasāno adhi sāno avye | ava droṇāni ghṛtavānti sīda madintamo matsara indrapānaḥ ||

Flow onward, Soma, rich in sweets and holy,. enrobed in waters on the fleecy summit. Settle in vessels that are full of fatness, as cheering and most gladdening drink for Indra.

वृष्टिं दिवः शतधारः पवस्व सहस्रसा वाजयुर्देववीतौ। सं सिन्धुभिः कलशे वावशानः समुस्रियाभिः प्रतिरन्न आयुः॥

vṛṣṭiṁ divaḥ śatadhāraḥ pavasva sahasrasā vājayurdevavītau | saṁ sindhubhiḥ kalaśe vāvaśānaḥ samusriyābhiḥ pratiranna āyuḥ ||

Pour, hundred-streamed, winner of thousands, mighty at the Gods' banquet, Pour the rain of heaven, While thou with rivers roarest in the beaker, and blent with milk prolongest our existence.

एष स्य सोमो मतिभिः पुनानोऽत्यो न वाजी तरतीदरातीः। पयो न दुग्धमदितेरिषिरमुर्विव गातुः सुयमो न वोळ्हा॥

eṣa sya somo matibhiḥ punāno'tyo na vājī taratīdarātīḥ | payo na dugdhamaditeriṣiramurviva gātuḥ suyamo na voḻhā ||

Purified with our holy hymns, this Soma o'ertakes malignities like some strong charger, Like fresh milk poured by Aditi, like passage in ample room, or like a docile car-horse.

स्वायुधः सोतृभिः पूयमानोऽभ्यर्ष गुह्यं चारु नाम। अभि वाजं सप्तिरिव श्रवस्याभि वायुमभि गा देव सोम॥

svāyudhaḥ sotṛbhiḥ pūyamāno'bhyarṣa guhyaṁ cāru nāma | abhi vājaṁ saptiriva śravasyābhi vāyumabhi gā deva soma ||

Cleansed by the pressers, armed with noble weapons, stream to us the fair secret name thou bearest. Pour booty, like a horse, for love of glory God, Soma, send us kine, and send us Vayu.

शिशुं जज्ञानं हर्यतं मृजन्ति शुम्भन्ति वह्निं मरुतो गणेन। कविर्गीर्भिः काव्येना कविः सन्सोमः पवित्रमत्येति रेभन्॥

śiśuṁ jajñānaṁ haryataṁ mṛjanti śumbhanti vahniṁ maruto gaṇena | kavirgīrbhiḥ kāvyenā kaviḥ sansomaḥ pavitramatyeti rebhan ||

They deck him at his birth, the lovely Infant, the Maruts with their troop adorn the Car-horse. By songs a Poet and a Sage by wisdom, Soma joes singing through the cleansing filter.

ऋषिमना य ऋषिकृत्स्वर्षाः सहस्रणीथः पदवीः कवीनाम्। तृतीयं धाम महिषः सिषासन्सोमो विराजमनु राजति ष्टुप्॥

ṛṣimanā ya ṛṣikṛtsvarṣāḥ sahasraṇīthaḥ padavīḥ kavīnām | tṛtīyaṁ dhāma mahiṣaḥ siṣāsansomo virājamanu rājati ṣṭup ||

Light-winner, Rsi-mindcd, Rsi-maker, hymned in a thousand hymns, Leader of sages, A Steer who strives to gain his third form, Soma is, like Viraj, resplendent as a Singer.

चमूषच्छ्येनः शकुनो विभृत्वा गोविन्दुर्द्रप्स आयुधानि बिभ्रत्। अपामूर्मिं सचमानः समुद्रं तुरीयं धाम महिषो विवक्ति॥

camūṣacchyenaḥ śakuno vibhṛtvā govindurdrapsa āyudhāni bibhrat | apāmūrmiṁ sacamānaḥ samudraṁ turīyaṁ dhāma mahiṣo vivakti ||

Hawk seated in the bowls, Bird wide-extended, the Banner seeking kine and wielding weapons, Following close the sea, the wave of waters, the great Bull tells his fourth form and declares it.

मर्यो न शुभ्रस्तन्वं मृजानोऽत्यो न सृत्वा सनये धनानाम्। वृषेव यूथा परि कोशमर्षन्कनिक्रदच्चम्वोरा विवेश॥

maryo na śubhrastanvaṁ mṛjāno'tyo na sṛtvā sanaye dhanānām | vṛṣeva yūthā pari kośamarṣankanikradaccamvorā viveśa ||

Like a fair youth who decorates his body, a courser rushing to the gain of riches, A steer to herds, so, flowing to the pitcher, he with a roar hath passed into the beakers.

पवस्वेन्दो पवमानो महोभिः कनिक्रदत्परि वाराण्यर्ष। क्रीळञ्चम्वोरा विश पूयमान इन्द्रं ते रसो मदिरो ममत्तु॥

pavasvendo pavamāno mahobhiḥ kanikradatpari vārāṇyarṣa | krīḻañcamvorā viśa pūyamāna indraṁ te raso madiro mamattu ||

Flow on with might as Pavamana, Indu flow loudly roaring through the fleecy filter. Enter the beakers sporting, as they cleanse thee, and let thy gladdening juice make Indra joyful.

प्रास्य धारा बृहतीरसृग्रन्नक्तो गोभिः कलशाँ आ विवेश। साम कृण्वन्सामन्यो विपश्चित्क्रन्दन्नेत्यभि सख्युर्न जामिम्॥

prāsya dhārā bṛhatīrasṛgrannakto gobhiḥ kalaśā ā viveśa | sāma kṛṇvansāmanyo vipaścitkrandannetyabhi sakhyurna jāmim ||

His streams have been effused in all their fulness, and he hath entered, balmed with milk, the goblets. Singing his psalm, well-skilled in song, a Chanter, be comes as 'twere to his friend's sister roaring.

अपघ्नन्नेषि पवमान शत्रून्प्रियां न जारो अभिगीत इन्दुः। सीदन्वनेषु शकुनो न पत्वा सोमः पुनानः कलशेषु सत्ता॥

apaghnanneṣi pavamāna śatrūnpriyāṁ na jāro abhigīta induḥ | sīdanvaneṣu śakuno na patvā somaḥ punānaḥ kalaśeṣu sattā ||

Chasing our foes thou comest, Pavamana Indu, besting, as lover to his darling. As a bird flies and settles in the forest, thus Soma settles, purified, in goblets.

आ ते रुचः पवमानस्य सोम योषेव यन्ति सुदुघाः सुधाराः। हरिरानीतः पुरुवारो अप्स्वचिक्रदत्कलशे देवयूनाम्॥

ā te rucaḥ pavamānasya soma yoṣeva yanti sudughāḥ sudhārāḥ | harirānītaḥ puruvāro apsvacikradatkalaśe devayūnām ||

With full stream and abundant milk, O Soma, thy beams come, like a woman, as they cleanse thee. He, gold-hued, rich in boons, brought to the waters, hath roared within the goblet of the pious.