Sāmaveda · Section 1.13

1.13.115

त꣡द्वो꣢ गाय सु꣣ते꣡ सचा꣢꣯ पुरुहू꣣ता꣢य꣣ स꣡त्व꣢ने ।
शं꣢꣫ यद्गवे꣣ न꣢ शा꣣कि꣡ने꣢ ॥ ११५ ॥

Sing together at the pressing of soma to Indra, much-invoked and mighty, who brings blessing as to the cow and as to the strong.

य꣡स्ते꣢ नू꣣न꣡ꣳ श꣡तक्रत꣣वि꣡न्द्र꣢ द्यु꣣म्नि꣡त꣢मो꣣ म꣡दः꣢ ।
ते꣡न꣢ नू꣣नं꣡ मदे꣢꣯ मदे ॥ ११६ ॥

O Indra of a hundred powers, by that most brilliant exhilaration of yours, now indeed gladden us in our exhilaration.

गा꣢व꣣ उ꣡प꣢ वदाव꣣टे꣢ म꣢ही꣢ य꣣ज्ञ꣡स्य꣢ र꣣प्सु꣡दा꣢ ।
उ꣣भा꣡ कर्णा꣢꣯ हिर꣣ण्य꣡या꣢ ॥ ११७ ॥

The cows are near the great chant of the sacrifice, givers of melody, both with golden ears.

अ꣢र꣣म꣡श्वा꣢य गायत꣣ श्रु꣡त꣢कक्षारं गवे ।
अ꣢र꣣मि꣡न्द्र꣢स्य꣣ धा꣡म्ने꣢ ॥ ११८ ॥

Sing enough for the horse; enough for the famed-in-girth cow; enough for the abode of Indra.

त꣡मिन्द्रं꣢꣯ वाजयामसि म꣣हे꣢ वृ꣣त्रा꣢य꣣ ह꣡न्त꣢वे ।
स꣡ वृषा꣢꣯ वृषभो꣣ भु꣡व꣢त् ॥ ११९ ॥

That Indra we strengthen, for the great Vṛtra to be slain; he has become the mighty bull.

त्व꣡मि꣡न्द्र꣣ ब꣢ला꣣द꣢धि꣣ स꣡ह꣢सो जा꣣त꣡ ओज꣢꣯सः ।
त्व꣡ꣳसन्वृ꣢꣯ष꣣न्वृ꣡षेद꣢꣯सि ॥ १२० ॥

You, Indra, are born from strength, from might, from vigour; you are the bull among bulls, indeed a bull.

य꣣ज्ञ꣡ इन्द्र꣢꣯मवर्धय꣣द्य꣢꣫द्भूमिं꣣ व्य꣡व꣢र्तयत् ।
च꣣क्राण꣡ ओ꣢प꣣शं꣢ दि꣣वि꣢ ॥ १२१ ॥

The sacrifice strengthened Indra when he turned the earth around, making a ray of light in heaven.

य꣡दि꣢न्द्रा꣣हं꣢꣫ यथा꣣ त्व꣡मीशी꣢꣯य꣣ व꣢स्व꣣ ए꣢क꣣ इ꣢त् ।
स्तो꣣ता꣢ मे꣣ गो꣡स꣢खा स्यात् ॥ १२२ ॥

O Indra, if I too were like you and alone the lord of wealth, my praiser would be a friend of cows.

प꣡न्य꣢पन्य꣣मि꣡त्सो꣢तार꣣ आ꣡ धा꣢वत꣣ म꣡द्या꣢य ।
सो꣡मं꣢ वी꣣रा꣢य꣣ शू꣡रा꣢य ॥ १२३ ॥

Pressers of Soma, again and again most worthy of praise, run hither for exhilaration; Soma is for the hero and the warrior.

इ꣣दं꣡ व꣢सो सु꣣त꣢꣫मन्धः꣣ पि꣢बा꣣ सु꣡पू꣢र्णमु꣣द꣡र꣢म् ।
अ꣡ना꣢भयिन्ररि꣣मा꣡ ते꣢ ॥ १२४ ॥

O bountiful one, drink this pressed Soma; fill your full belly; we shall make for you an unhindered joy.