Rigveda 5.031.02
Rigveda · Mandala 5, Sukta 31 · Verse 5.31.2
Vedic Classification
Sanskrit Original
आ प्र द्र॑व हरिवो॒ मा वि वे॑नः॒ पिश॑ङ्गराते अ॒भि नः॑ सचस्व । न॒हि त्वदि॑न्द्र॒ वस्यो॑ अ॒न्यदस्त्य॑मे॒नाँश्चि॒ज्जनि॑वतश्चकर्थ
ā pra drava harivo mā vi venaḥ piśaṅgarāte abhi naḥ sacasva nahi tvadindra vasyo anyadastyamenām̐ścijjanivataścakartha
Bring hither the swift steeds, do not be slack, come near at the hour of battle; for Indra is not lord elsewhere—he made these lives, and all the tribes were born by him.
Hasten to us, lord of horses; be not indifferent to us; distributor of manifold wealth, befriend us; for there is nothing else that is better, Indra, than you; you have given wives to those who were without women.
Haste to us, Lord of Bays; be not ungracious: visit us, lover of gold-hued oblation. There is naught else better than thou art, Indra: e'en to the wifeless hast thou given spouses.