tvaM no vRtrahantamendrasyendo shivaH sakhaa

manuSvat tvaa ni dhiimahi manuSvat sam idhiimahi

varuNo yasya darshato mitro vaa vanate giraH

paraa ca yanti punar aa ca yanti bhadraa naama vahamaanaa uSaasaH

aad it saaptasya carkirann aanuunasya mahi shravaH

tvotaasas tvaa yujaapsu suurye mahad dhanam

aa tvaa rathaM yathotaye sumnaaya vartayaamasi

arcanta eke mahi saama manvata tena suuryam arocayan

tat pRthiviim aprathayas tad astabhnaa uta dyaam

I have coveted no man’s silver, or gold, or apparel.

rakSaa su no araruSaH svanaat samasya kasya cit

tyaM cid atrim Rtajuram artham ashvaM na yaatave

guuhataa guhyaM tamo vi yaata vishvam atriNam

yuvaM no yeSu varuNa kSatram bRhac ca bibhRthaH

uurjaahutir vasuunaaM shaM ca yosh ca mayo dadhe

satyam id vaa u ashvinaa yuvaam aahur mayobhuvaa

vRSTidyaavaa riityaaaa\peSas patii daanumatyaaH

vasanto asyaasiid aajyaM griiSma idhmaH sharad dhaviH

Meraioth his son, Amariah his son, Ahitub his son,

shvaatrabhaajaa vayasaa sacate sadaa candro yaati sabhaam upa

Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? not one.

agnir yad ver martaaya devaan sa caa bodhaati manasaa yajaati

kad uu nv a\syaakRtam indrasyaasti pauMsyam

vaayav indrash ca sunvata aa yaatam upa niSkRtam