Rig Veda
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Asvins, for you who strengthen Law this sweetest Soma hath been shed. Drink this expressed ere yesterday and give riches to him who offers it.
kaṇvāso vām brahma kṛṇvanty adhvare teṣāṃ su śṛṇutaṃ havam
Come, O ye Asvins, mounted on your triple car three-seated, beautiful of form To you at sacrifice the Kanvas send the prayer: graciously listen to their call.
aśvinā madhumattamam pātaṃ somam ṛtāvṛdhā athādya dasrā vasu bibhratā rathe dāśvāṃsam upa gacchatam
O Asvins, ye who strengthen Law, drink ye this sweetest Soma juice. Borne on your wealth-fraught car come ye this day to him who offers, ye of wondrous deeds.
triṣadhasthe barhiṣi viśvavedasā madhvā yajñam mimikṣatam kaṇvāso vāṃ sutasomā abhidyavo yuvāṃ havante aśvinā
Omniscient Asvins, on the thrice-heaped grass bedew with the sweet juice the sacrifice. The sons of Kanva, striving heavenward, call on you with draughts of Soma juice out-poured.
yābhiḥ kaṇvam abhiṣṭibhiḥ prāvataṃ yuvam aśvinā tābhiḥ ṣv asmāṁ avataṃ śubhas patī pātaṃ somam ṛtāvṛdhā
O Asvins, with those aids wherewith ye guarded Kanva carefully, Keep us, O Lords of Splendour: drink the Soma juice, ye strengtheners of holy law.
sudāse dasrā vasu bibhratā rathe pṛkṣo vahatam aśvinā rayiṃ samudrād uta vā divas pary asme dhattam puruspṛham
O Mighty Ones, ye gave Sudas abundant food, brought on your treasure-laden car; So now vouchsafe to us the wealth which many crave, either from heaven or from the sea.
yan nāsatyā parāvati yad vā stho adhi turvaśe ato rathena suvṛtā na ā gataṃ sākaṃ sūryasya raśmibhiḥ
Nasatyas, whether ye be far away or close to Turvasa, Borne on your lightly-rolling chariot come to us, together with the sunbeams come.
arvāñcā vāṃ saptayo 'dhvaraśriyo vahantu savaned upa iṣam pṛñcantā sukṛte sudānava ā barhiḥ sīdataṃ narā
So let your coursers, ornaments of sacrifice, bring you to our libations here. Bestowing food on him who acts and gives aright, sit, Chiefs, upon the sacred grass.
tena nāsatyā gataṃ rathena sūryatvacā yena śaśvad ūhathur dāśuṣe vasu madhvaḥ somasya pītaye
Come, O Nasatyas, on your car decked with a sunbright canopy, Whereon ye ever bring wealth to the worshipper, to drink the Soma's pleasant juice.
ukthebhir arvāg avase purūvasū arkaiś ca ni hvayāmahe śaśvat kaṇvānāṃ sadasi priye hi kaṃ somam papathur aśvinā
With lauds and songs of praise we call them down to us, that they, most rich, may succour us; For ye have ever in the Kanvas' well-loved house, O Asvins, drunk the Soma juice.