Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 5 — Chapter 75

RV 5 75.1

प्रति प्रियतमꣳ रथꣳ वृषणꣳ वसुवाहनम् । स्तोता वाम् अश्विनाव् ऋषिः स्तोमेन प्रति भूषति माध्वी मम श्रुतꣳ हवम्

prati priyatamaṁ rathaṁ vṛṣaṇaṁ vasuvāhanam | stotā vām aśvināv ṛṣiḥ stomena prati bhūṣati mādhvī mama śrutaṁ havam

Toward your most dear chariot, bullish, bringing wealth — your praiser, the ṛṣi, O Aśvins, comes to attend it with a song of praise; O honey-lovers, hear my call.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

RV 5 75.2

अत्यायातम् अश्विना तिरो विश्वा अहꣳ सना । दस्रा हिरण्यवर्तनी सुषुम्ना सिन्धुवाहसा माध्वी मम श्रुतꣳ हवम्

atyāyātam aśvinā tiro viśvā ahaṁ sanā | dasrā hiraṇyavartanī suṣumnā sindhuvāhasā mādhvī mama śrutaṁ havam

Drive over here, Aśvins, past all the old distresses—you two wonder-workers with the golden course, most gracious, drawn by the rivers. O lovers of honey, hear my call.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

RV 5 75.3

आ नो रत्नानि बिभ्रताव् अश्विना गच्छतꣳ युवम् । रुद्रा हिरण्यवर्तनी जुषाणा वाजिनीवसू माध्वी मम श्रुतꣳ हवम्

ā no ratnāni bibhratāv aśvinā gacchataṁ yuvam | rudrā hiraṇyavartanī juṣāṇā vājinīvasū mādhvī mama śrutaṁ havam

Bringing treasures to us, you two Aśvins, come here—you Rudras with the golden course, well pleased, rich in prizes. O lovers of honey, hear my call.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

RV 5 75.4

सुष्टुभो वाꣳ वृषण्वसू रथे वाणीच्य् आहिता । उत वाꣳ ककुहो मृगः पृक्षः कृणोति वापुषो माध्वी मम श्रुतꣳ हवम्

suṣṭubho vāṁ vṛṣaṇvasū rathe vāṇīcy āhitā | uta vāṁ kakuho mṛgaḥ pṛkṣaḥ kṛṇoti vāpuṣo mādhvī mama śrutaṁ havam

The voice of the well-praising (singer) is set upon your chariot, you two rich in bulls; and the tall beast makes strong nourishment for you, (you) beautiful ones. O lovers of honey, hear my call.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

RV 5 75.5

बोधिन्मनसा रथ्येषिरा हवनश्रुता । विभिश् च्यवानम् अश्विना नि याथो अद्वयाविनम् माध्वी मम श्रुतꣳ हवम्

bodhinmanasā rathyeṣirā havanaśrutā | vibhiś cyavānam aśvinā ni yātho advayāvinam mādhvī mama śrutaṁ havam

You two of wakeful mind, charioteers, vigorous, hearers of the invocation, with your birds you come down, Aśvins, to Cyavāna, who has no duplicity. O lovers of honey, hear my call.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

RV 5 75.6

आ वाꣳ नरा मनोयुजो ऽश्वासः प्रुषितप्सवः । वयो वहन्तु पीतये सह सुम्नेभिर् अश्विना माध्वी मम श्रुतꣳ हवम्

ā vāṁ narā manoyujo 'śvāsaḥ pruṣitapsavaḥ | vayo vahantu pītaye saha sumnebhir aśvinā mādhvī mama śrutaṁ havam

Let your horses, yoked by thought, of dappled form, your birds, carry you here, O men, to the drinking, together with your favours, Aśvins. O lovers of honey, hear my call.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

RV 5 75.7

अश्विनाव् एह गच्छतꣳ नासत्या मा वि वेनतम् । तिरश् चिद् अर्यया परि वर्तिर् यातम् अदाभ्या माध्वी मम श्रुतꣳ हवम्

aśvināv eha gacchataṁ nāsatyā mā vi venatam | tiraś cid aryayā pari vartir yātam adābhyā mādhvī mama śrutaṁ havam

Aśvins, come here, Nāsatyas; do not look away. Even crossing over, come around by the way of the stranger, you two who cannot be deceived. O lovers of honey, hear my call.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

RV 5 75.8

अस्मिन् यज्ञे अदाभ्या जरितारꣳ शुभस् पती । अवस्युम् अश्विना युवꣳ गृणन्तम् उप भूषथो माध्वी मम श्रुतꣳ हवम्

asmin yajñe adābhyā jaritāraṁ śubhas patī | avasyum aśvinā yuvaṁ gṛṇantam upa bhūṣatho mādhvī mama śrutaṁ havam

At this sacrifice, you two undeceivable lords of splendour, the singer who seeks help—him, Aśvins, as he sings his praise you attend upon. O lovers of honey, hear my call.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

RV 5 75.9

अभूद् उषा रुशत्पशुर् आग्निर् अधाय्य् ऋत्वियः । अयोजि वाꣳ वृषण्वसू रथो दस्राव् अमर्त्यो माध्वी मम श्रुतꣳ हवम्

abhūd uṣā ruśatpaśur āgnir adhāyy ṛtviyaḥ | ayoji vāṁ vṛṣaṇvasū ratho dasrāv amartyo mādhvī mama śrutaṁ havam

Dawn has appeared with her gleaming herd; Agni has been set in place at the (right) season; your immortal chariot has been yoked, you two rich in bulls, you wonder-workers. O lovers of honey, hear my call.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition