Containing 23 sacred Sanskrit shlokas with multi-author commentaries and translations.
आ नो॒ विश्वा॑भिरू॒तिभि॒रश्वि॑ना॒ गच्छ॑तं यु॒वम् दस्रा॒ हिर॑ण्यवर्तनी॒ पिब॑तं सो॒म्यं मधु॑
"WITH all the succours that are yours, O Aṣvins, hither come to us: Wonderful, borne on paths of gold, drink ye the meath with Soma juice."
आ नू॒नं या॑तमश्विना॒ रथे॑न॒ सूर्य॑त्वचा भुजी॒ हिर॑ण्यपेशसा॒ कवी॒ गम्भी॑रचेतसा
"Come now, ye Aṣvins, on your car decked with a sun-bright canopy, Bountiful, with your golden forms, Sages with depth of intellect."
आ या॑तं॒ नहु॑ष॒स्पर्यान्तरि॑क्षात्सुवृ॒क्तिभिः॑ पिबा॑थो अश्विना॒ मधु॒ कण्वा॑नां॒ सव॑ने सु॒तम्
"Come hither from the Nahushas, come, drawn by pure hymns, from mid-air. O Aṣvins, drink the savoury juice shed in the Kaṇvas' sacrifice."
आ नो॑ यातं दि॒वस्पर्यान्तरि॑क्षादधप्रिया पु॒त्रः कण्व॑स्य वामि॒ह सु॒षाव॑ सो॒म्यं मधु॑
"Come to us hither from the heavens, come from mid-air, well-loved by us: Here Kaṇva's son hath pressed for you the pleasant meath of Soma juice."
आ नो॑ यात॒मुप॑श्रु॒त्यश्वि॑ना॒ सोम॑पीतये स्वाहा॒ स्तोम॑स्य वर्धना॒ प्र क॑वी धी॒तिभि॑र्नरा
"Come, Aṣvins, to give car to us, to drink the Soma, Aṣvins, come. Hail, Strengtheners of the praise-song speed onward, ye Heroes, with your thoughts."
यच्चि॒द्धि वां॑ पु॒र ऋष॑यो जुहू॒रेऽव॑से नरा आ या॑तमश्वि॒ना ग॑त॒मुपे॒मां सु॑ष्टु॒तिं मम॑
"As, Heroes, in the olden time the R̥ishis called you to their aid, So now, O Aṣvins, come to us, come near to this mine eulogy."
दि॒वश्चि॑द्रोच॒नादध्या नो॑ गन्तं स्वर्विदा धी॒भिर्व॑त्सप्रचेतसा॒ स्तोमे॑भिर्हवनश्रुता
"Even from the luminous sphere of heaven come to us, ye who find the light, Carers for Vatsa, through our prayers and lauds, O yewho hearour call."
किम॒न्ये पर्या॑सते॒ऽस्मत्स्तोमे॑भिर॒श्विना॑ पु॒त्रः कण्व॑स्य वा॒मृषि॑र्गी॒र्भिर्व॒त्सो अ॑वीवृधत्
"Do others more than we adore the Aṣvins with their hymns of praise? The R̥ishi Vatsa, Kaṇva's son, hath magnified you with his songs."
आ वां॒ विप्र॑ इ॒हाव॒सेऽह्व॒त्स्तोमे॑भिरश्विना अरि॑प्रा॒ वृत्र॑हन्तमा॒ ता नो॑ भूतं मयो॒भुवा॑
"The holy singer with his hymns hath called you, Aṣvins, hither-ward; Best Vr̥itra-slayers, free from stain, as such bring us felicity."
आ यद्वां॒ योष॑णा॒ रथ॒मति॑ष्ठद्वाजिनीवसू विश्वा॑न्यश्विना यु॒वं प्र धी॒तान्य॑गच्छतम्
"What time, ye Lords of ample wealth, the Lady mounted on your car, Then, O ye Aṣvins, ye attained all wishes that your hearts desired."
अतः॑ स॒हस्र॑निर्णिजा॒ रथे॒ना या॑तमश्विना व॒त्सो वां॒ मधु॑म॒द्वचोऽशं॑सीत्का॒व्यः क॒विः
"Come thence, O Aṣvins, on your car that hath a thousand ornaments: Vatsa the sage, the sage's son, hath sung a song of sweets to you."
पु॒रु॒म॒न्द्रा पु॑रू॒वसू॑ मनो॒तरा॑ रयी॒णाम् स्तोमं॑ मे अ॒श्विना॑वि॒मम॒भि वह्नी॑ अनूषाताम्
"Cheerers of many, rich in goods, discoverers of opulence, The Aṣvins, Riders through the sky, have welcomed this my song of praise."
आ नो॒ विश्वा॑न्यश्विना ध॒त्तं राधां॒स्यह्र॑या कृ॒तं न॑ ऋ॒त्विया॑वतो॒ मा नो॑ रीरधतं नि॒दे
"O Aṣvins, grant us all rich gifts wherewith no man mav interfere. Make us observe the stated times: give us not over to reproach."
यन्ना॑सत्या परा॒वति॒ यद्वा॒ स्थो अध्यम्ब॑रे अतः॑ स॒हस्र॑निर्णिजा॒ रथे॒ना या॑तमश्विना
"Whether, Nâsatyas, ye be nigh, or whether ye be far away, Come thence, O Aṣvins, on your car that hath a thousand ornaments."
यो वां॑ नासत्या॒वृषि॑र्गी॒र्भिर्व॒त्सो अवी॑वृधत् तस्मै॑ स॒हस्र॑निर्णिज॒मिषं॑ धत्तं घृत॒श्चुत॑म्
"Vatsa the R̥ishi with his songs, Nâsatyas, hath exalted you: Grant him rich food distilling oil, graced with a thousand ornaments."
प्रास्मा॒ ऊर्जं॑ घृत॒श्चुत॒मश्वि॑ना॒ यच्छ॑तं यु॒वम् यो वां॑ सु॒म्नाय॑ तु॒ष्टव॑द्वसू॒याद्दा॑नुनस्पती
"Bestow on him, O Aṣvins, food that strengthens, and that drops with oil, On him who praises you for bliss, and, Lords of bounty, prays for wealth."
आ नो॑ गन्तं रिशादसे॒मं स्तोमं॑ पुरुभुजा कृ॒तं नः॑ सु॒श्रियो॑ नरे॒मा दा॑तम॒भिष्ट॑ये
"Come to us, ye who slay the foe, Lords of rich treasure, to this hymn. O Heroes, give us high renown and these good things of earth for help."
आ वां॒ विश्वा॑भिरू॒तिभिः॑ प्रि॒यमे॑धा अहूषत राज॑न्तावध्व॒राणा॒मश्वि॑ना॒ याम॑हूतिषु
"The Priyamedhas have invoked you with all succours that are yours, You, Aṣvins, Lords of solemn rites, with calls entreating you to come."
आ नो॑ गन्तं मयो॒भुवाश्वि॑ना श॒म्भुवा॑ यु॒वम् यो वां॑ विपन्यू धी॒तिभि॑र्गी॒र्भिर्व॒त्सो अवी॑वृधत्
"Come to us, Aṣvins, ye Who bring felicity, auspicious Ones, To Vatsa who with prayer and hymn, lovers of song, hath honoured you."
याभिः॒ कण्वं॒ मेधा॑तिथिं॒ याभि॒र्वशं॒ दश॑व्रजम् याभि॒र्गोश॑र्य॒माव॑तं॒ ताभि॑र्नोऽवतं नरा
"Aid us, O Heroes, for those hymns for which ye helped Goṣarya erst, Gave Vaṣa, Daṣavraja aid, and Kaṇva and Medhâtithi:"
याभि॑र्नरा त्र॒सद॑स्यु॒माव॑तं॒ कृत्व्ये॒ धने॑ ताभिः॒ ष्व१॒॑स्माँ अ॑श्विना॒ प्राव॑तं॒ वाज॑सातये
"And favoured Trasadasyu, ye Heroes, in spoil-deciding fray: For these, O Aṣvins, graciously assist us in acquiring strength."
प्र वां॒ स्तोमाः॑ सुवृ॒क्तयो॒ गिरो॑ वर्धन्त्वश्विना पुरु॑त्रा॒ वृत्र॑हन्तमा॒ ता नो॑ भूतं पुरु॒स्पृहा॑
"O Aṣvins, may pure hymns of ours, and songs and praises, honour you: Best slayers everywhere of foes, as such we fondly yearn for you."
त्रीणि॑ प॒दान्य॒श्विनो॑रा॒विः सान्ति॒ गुहा॑ प॒रः क॒वी ऋ॒तस्य॒ पत्म॑भिर॒र्वाग्जी॒वेभ्य॒स्परि॑
"Three places of the Aṣvins, erst concealed, are made apparent now. Both Sages, with the flight of Law come hither unto those who live."