Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 7 — Chapter 69

RV 7 69.1

आ वाꣳ रथो रोदसी बद्बधानो हिरण्ययो वृषभिर् यात्व् अश्वैः । घृतवर्तनिः पविभी रुचान इषाꣳ वोऴ्हा नृपतिर् वाजिनीवान्

ā vāṁ ratho rodasī badbadhāno hiraṇyayo vṛṣabhir yātv aśvaiḥ | ghṛtavartaniḥ pavibhī rucāna iṣāṁ voḻhā nṛpatir vājinīvān

Let your chariot come, pressing hard upon the two world-halves, golden, drawn by bull-like horses, O Aśvins — with ghee for its track, gleaming with its wheel-rims, carrier of nourishments, lord of men, rich in prize-winning mares.

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RV 7 69.2

स पप्रथानो अभि पञ्च भूमा त्रिवन्धुरो मनसा यातु युक्तः । विशो येन गच्छथो देवयन्तीः कुत्रा चिद् यामम् अश्विना दधाना

sa paprathāno abhi pañca bhūmā trivandhuro manasā yātu yuktaḥ | viśo yena gacchatho devayantīḥ kutrā cid yāmam aśvinā dadhānā

Let it come, spreading out over the five lands, the three-seated (chariot), yoked by thought alone — that by which you two go to the god-seeking clans, setting your course anywhere at all, O Aśvins.

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RV 7 69.3

स्वश्वा यशसा यातम् अर्वाग् दस्रा निधिम् मधुमन्तम् पिबाथः । वि वाꣳ रथो वध्वा३ यादमानो ऽन्तान् दिवो बाधते वर्तनिभ्याम्

svaśvā yaśasā yātam arvāg dasrā nidhim madhumantam pibāthaḥ | vi vāṁ ratho vadhvā3 yādamāno 'ntān divo bādhate vartanibhyām

With good horses, in glory, drive here; O wondrous ones, drink the honey-filled store. Your chariot, racing as with a bride, thrusts apart the ends of heaven with its two tracks.

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

RV 7 69.4

युवोः श्रियम् परि योषावृणीत सूरो दुहिता परितक्म्यायाम् । यद् देवयन्तम् अवथः शचीभिः परि घ्रꣳसम् ओमना वाꣳ वयो गात्

yuvoḥ śriyam pari yoṣāvṛṇīta sūro duhitā paritakmyāyām | yad devayantam avathaḥ śacībhiḥ pari ghraṁsam omanā vāṁ vayo gāt

The maiden chose your splendour, the daughter of the Sun, at the decisive hour; when you two help the god-seeking man with your powers, vigour comes to you past the scorching heat through (your) aid.

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

RV 7 69.5

यो ह स्य वाꣳ रथिरा वस्त उस्रा रथो युजानः परियाति वर्तिः । तेन नः शꣳ योर् उषसो व्युष्टौ न्य् अश्विना वहतꣳ यज्ञे अस्मिन्

yo ha sya vāṁ rathirā vasta usrā ratho yujānaḥ pariyāti vartiḥ | tena naḥ śaṁ yor uṣaso vyuṣṭau ny aśvinā vahataṁ yajñe asmin

That chariot of yours, O charioteers, which clothes itself in the ruddy rays (of dawn) and, once yoked, drives around its circuit — with that, O Aśvins, convey to us weal and health at the dawn's shining forth, at this sacrifice.

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RV 7 69.6

नरा गौरेव विद्युतꣳ तृषाणास्माकम् अद्य सवनोप यातम् । पुरुत्रा हि वाम् मतिभिर् हवन्ते मा वाम् अन्ये नि यमन् देवयन्तः

narā gaureva vidyutaṁ tṛṣāṇāsmākam adya savanopa yātam | purutrā hi vām matibhir havante mā vām anye ni yaman devayantaḥ

O men, like two wild bulls thirsting for lightning (i.e. for its rain), come today to our pressing; for in many places they call you with their thoughts — let no others, god-seeking, hold you back.

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RV 7 69.7

युवम् भुज्युम् अवविद्धꣳ समुद्र उद् ऊहथुर् अर्णसो अस्रिधानैः । पतत्रिभिर् अश्रमैर् अव्यथिभिर् दꣳसनाभिर् अश्विना पारयन्ता

yuvam bhujyum avaviddhaṁ samudra ud ūhathur arṇaso asridhānaiḥ | patatribhir aśramair avyathibhir daṁsanābhir aśvinā pārayantā

You two bore Bhujyu up out of the flooding sea with (steeds) that do not fail, winged, untiring, unswerving — by your wondrous powers, O Aśvins, bringing (him) across.

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RV 7 69.8

नू मे हवम् आ शृणुतꣳ युवाना यासिष्टꣳ वर्तिर् अश्विनाव् इरावत् । धत्तꣳ रत्नानि जरतꣳ च सूरीन् यूयम् पात स्वस्तिभिः सदा नः

nū me havam ā śṛṇutaṁ yuvānā yāsiṣṭaṁ vartir aśvināv irāvat | dhattaṁ ratnāni jarataṁ ca sūrīn yūyam pāta svastibhiḥ sadā naḥ

Now hear my call, O youthful ones; drive your circuit, O Aśvins, rich in refreshment. Grant treasures and awaken the patrons. — Do you protect us always with your blessings.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition