Atharvaveda Samhita — Kanda 20 — Chapter 8
AV 20 8.1
एवा पाहि प्रत्नथा मन्दतु त्वा श्रुधि ब्रह्म वावृधस्वोत गीर्भिः । आविः सूर्यं कृणुहि पीपिहीषो जहि शत्रूꣳर् अभि गा इन्द्र तृन्धि
evā pāhi pratnathā mandatu tvā śrudhi brahma vāvṛdhasvota gīrbhiḥ | āviḥ sūryaṃ kṛṇuhi pīpihīṣo jahi śatrūṁr abhi gā indra tṛndhi
So drink, as of old; let (the draught) gladden you; hear the formula and grow strong through the songs. Make the sun manifest, make the refreshments swell, smite the foes, Indra, split open (the pens) for the cows.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Drink as of old, and let the draught delight thee: hear thou my prayer and let our songs exalt thee. Make the Sun visible, make food abundant: slaughter the foes,. pierce through and free the cattle.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 20 8.2
अर्वाङ् एहि सोमकामं त्वाहुर् अयं सुतस् तस्य पिबा मदाय । उरुव्यचा जठर आ वृषस्व पितेव नः शृणुहि हूयमानः
arvāṅ ehi somakāmaṃ tvāhur ayaṃ sutas tasya pibā madāya | uruvyacā jaṭhara ā vṛṣasva piteva naḥ śṛṇuhi hūyamānaḥ
Come hither; they call you soma-loving: here is the pressed (juice), drink of it for your exhilaration. Wide-spanning one, pour it into your belly; hear us, as a father does, when you are called.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Come to us; they have called thee Soma-lover. Here is the pressed juice: drink thereof for rapture. Widely-capacious, pour it down within thee, and invocated hear us like a father.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 20 8.3
आपूर्णो अस्य कलशः स्वाहा सेक्तेव कोशं सिषिचे पिबध्यै । सम् उ प्रिया आववृत्रन् मदाय प्रदक्षिणिद् अभि सोमास इन्द्रम्
āpūrṇo asya kalaśaḥ svāhā sekteva kośaṃ siṣice pibadhyai | sam u priyā āvavṛtran madāya pradakṣiṇid abhi somāsa indram
His pitcher is filled—svāhā!—like a pourer I have poured out the vessel for (him) to drink. Indeed the dear soma-draughts have turned together toward Indra, rightwards, for exhilaration.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Full is his chalice. Blessing! Like a pourer I have filled up the vessel for his drinking. Presented on the right, dear Soma juices have brought us Indra,. to rejoice him, hither.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)