tam amṛkṣanta vājinam upasthe aditer adhi viprāso aṇvyā dhiyā
The sages with the fingers' art have dressed and decked that vigorous Steed Upon the lap of Aditi,
Rig Veda
tam amṛkṣanta vājinam upasthe aditer adhi viprāso aṇvyā dhiyā
The sages with the fingers' art have dressed and decked that vigorous Steed Upon the lap of Aditi,
taṃ gāvo abhy anūṣata sahasradhāram akṣitam induṃ dhartāram ā divaḥ
The kine have called aloud to him exhaustless with a thousand streams, To Indu who supporteth heaven.
taṃ vedhām medhayāhyan pavamānam adhi dyavi dharṇasim bhūridhāyasam
Him, nourisher of many, Sage, creative Pavamana, they Have sent, by wisdom, to the sky.
tam ahyan bhurijor dhiyā saṃvasānaṃ vivasvataḥ patiṃ vāco adābhyam
Him, dweller with Vivasvan, they with use of both arms have sent forth, The Lord of Speech infallible.
taṃ sānāv adhi jāmayo hariṃ hinvanty adribhiḥ haryatam bhūricakṣasam
Him, green, beloved, many eyed, the Sisters with prosing stones Send down to ridges of the sieve.
taṃ tvā hinvanti vedhasaḥ pavamāna girāvṛdham indav indrāya matsaram
O Pavamana, Indu, priests hurry thee on to Indra, thee Who aidest song and cheerest him.