Atharvaveda Samhita — Kanda 20 — Chapter 143
AV 20 143.1
तं वां रथं वयम् अद्या हुवेम पृथुज्रयम् अश्विना संगतिं गोः । यः सूर्यां वहति वन्धुरायुर् गिर्वाहसं पुरुतमं वसूयुम्
taṃ vāṃ rathaṃ vayam adyā huvema pṛthujrayam aśvinā saṃgatiṃ goḥ | yaḥ sūryāṃ vahati vandhurāyur girvāhasaṃ purutamaṃ vasūyum
That chariot of yours we would call today, O Aśvins, the broad-coursing one, the meeting-place of the cow, which carries Sūryā, which has a rider's seat, which is drawn by songs, most abundant, seeking goods.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
We invocate this day your car, far-spreading, O Asvins, even the gathering of the sunlight, Car praised in hymns, most ample, rich in treasure, fitted with seats, the car that beareth Sūryā.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 20 143.2
युवं श्रियम् अश्विना देवता तां दिवो नपाता वनथः शचीभिः । युवोर् वपुर् अभि पृक्षः सचन्ते वहन्ति यत् ककुहासो रथे वाम्
yuvaṃ śriyam aśvinā devatā tāṃ divo napātā vanathaḥ śacībhiḥ | yuvor vapur abhi pṛkṣaḥ sacante vahanti yat kakuhāso rathe vām
You two, O Aśvins, you divinities, grandsons of Heaven, win that glory by your powers; nourishments accompany your beautiful form, when the tall (steeds) draw you on your chariot.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Asvins, ye gained that glory by your Godhead, ye Sons of Heaven, by your own might and power. Food followeth close upon your bright appearing when stately horses in your chariot draw you.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 20 143.3
को वाम् अद्या करते रातहव्य ऊतये वा सुतपेयाय वार्कैः । ऋतस्य वा वनुषे पूर्व्याय नमो येमानो अश्विना ववर्तत्
ko vām adyā karate rātahavya ūtaye vā sutapeyāya vārkaiḥ | ṛtasya vā vanuṣe pūrvyāya namo yemāno aśvinā vavartat
Who today, having given oblation, will bring you round for help, or with songs for the drinking of the pressed (soma)? Or who, holding out homage, will turn the Aśvins hither for the ancient winner of ṛta?
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Who bringeth you to-day for help with offered oblations, or with hymns to drink the juices? Who, for the sacrifice's ancient lover, turneth you hither, Asvins, offering homage?
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 20 143.4
हिरण्ययेन पुरुभू रथेनेमं यज्ञं नासत्योप यातम् । पिबाथ इन् मधुनः सोम्यस्य दधथो रत्नं विधते जनाय
hiraṇyayena purubhū rathenemaṃ yajñaṃ nāsatyopa yātam | pibātha in madhunaḥ somyasya dadhatho ratnaṃ vidhate janāya
With your golden chariot, O you two present in many places, O Nāsatyas, come here to this sacrifice; do drink of the sweet soma-draught, and set a treasure down for the man who serves (you).
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Borne on your golden car, ye omnipresent! come to this sacrifice of ours, Nāsatyas. Drink of the pleasant liquor of the Soma: give riches to the people who adore you.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 20 143.5
आ नो यातं दिवो अछ पृथिव्या हिरण्ययेन सुवृता रथेन । मा वाम् अन्ये नि यमन् देवयन्तः सं यद् ददे नाभिः पूर्व्या वाम्
ā no yātaṃ divo acha pṛthivyā hiraṇyayena suvṛtā rathena | mā vām anye ni yaman devayantaḥ saṃ yad dade nābhiḥ pūrvyā vām
Come to us from heaven, from earth, with the golden, well-rolling chariot; let not others, seeking the gods, hold you back — the ancient kinship with you two has been contracted (with us).
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Come hitherward to us from earth, from heaven, borne on your golden chariot rolling lightly. Suffer not other worshippers to stay you: here are ye bound by earlier bonds of friendship.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 20 143.6
नू नो रयिं पुरुवीरं बृहन्तं दस्रा मिमाथाम् उभयेष्व् अस्मे । नरो यद् वाम् अश्विना स्तोमम् आवन्त् सधस्तुतिम् आजमील्हासो अग्मन्
nū no rayiṃ puruvīraṃ bṛhantaṃ dasrā mimāthām ubhayeṣv asme | naro yad vām aśvinā stomam āvant sadhastutim ājamīlhāso agman
Now measure out to us wealth, lofty and rich in men, O wondrous ones, among both (kinds of ours); when the men, the Ājamīlhas, furthered your praise, O Aśvins, they came to the joint eulogy.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Now for us both, mete out, O Wonder-Workers, riches exceed- ing great with store of heroes, Because the men have sent you praise, O Asvins, and Ajamīlhas come to the laudation.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 20 143.7
इहेह यद् वां समना पपृक्षे सेयम् अस्मे सुमतिर् वाजरत्ना । उरुष्यतं जरितारं युवं ह श्रितः कामो नासत्या युवद्रिक्
iheha yad vāṃ samanā papṛkṣe seyam asme sumatir vājaratnā | uruṣyataṃ jaritāraṃ yuvaṃ ha śritaḥ kāmo nāsatyā yuvadrik
What I have here and here alike sought of you two — let that be this favour of yours to us, O you whose treasure is the prize; make wide room for the singer; in you two indeed our desire rests, directed toward you, O Nāsatyas.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Whene'er I gratified you here together, your grace was given us, O ye rich in booty. Protect, ye twain, the singer of your praises: to you, Nāsatyas, is my wish directed.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 20 143.8
मधुमतीर् ओषधीर् द्याव आपो मधुमन् नो भवत्व् अन्तरिक्षम् । क्षेत्रस्य पतिर् मधुमान् नो अस्त्व् अरिष्यन्तो अन्व् एनं चरेम
madhumatīr oṣadhīr dyāva āpo madhuman no bhavatv antarikṣam | kṣetrasya patir madhumān no astv ariṣyanto anv enaṃ carema
Rich in honey (be) the plants, the heavens, the waters; let the mid-air be full of honey for us; let the lord of the field be honeyed for us; let us walk after him unharmed.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Sweet be the plants for us, the heavens, the waters, and full of sweets for us be air's mid-region! May the Field's Lord for us be full of sweetness, and may we follow after him uninjured.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 20 143.9
पनाय्यं तद् अश्विना कृतं वां वृषभो दिवो रजसः पृथिव्याः । सहस्रं शंसा उत ये गविष्टौ सर्वाꣳ इत् ताꣳ उप याता पिबध्यै
panāyyaṃ tad aśvinā kṛtaṃ vāṃ vṛṣabho divo rajasaḥ pṛthivyāḥ | sahasraṃ śaṃsā uta ye gaviṣṭau sarvāṁ it tāṁ upa yātā pibadhyai
That deed of yours is to be marvelled at, O Aśvins: the bull of heaven, of the airy space, of the earth; and the thousand invocations that there are in the quest for cattle — to all of them do come, to drink.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Asvins, that work of yours deserves our wonder, the Bull of firmament and earth and heaven; Yes, and your thousand promises in battle. Come near to all these men and drink beside us.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)