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1 SOMA and Pusan, Parents of all riches,
Parents of earth and Parents of high heaven,
You Twain, brought forth as the whole world's protectors,
the Gods have made centre of life eternal.
2 At birth of these two Gods all Gods are
joyful: they have caused darkness, which we hate, to vanish.
With these, with Soma and with Pusan, India generates ripe
warm milk in the raw milch-cows.
3 Soma and Pusan, urge your chariot hither,
the seven-wheeIed car that measures out the region,
That stirs not all, that moves to every quarter, fivc-reined
and harnessed by the thought, ye Mighty.
4 One in the heaven on high hath made his
dwelling, on earth and in the firmament the other.
May they disclose to us great store of treasure, much-longed
for, rich in food, source of enjoyment.
5 One of you Twain is Parent of all
creatures, the otherjourneys onward all-beholding.
Soma and Pusan, aid my thought with favour: with you may we
o'ercome in all encounters.
6 May Pusan stir our thought, the
all-impelling, may Soma Lord of riches grant us riches.
May Aditi the perfect Goddess aid us. Loud may we speak,
with heroes, in assembly.
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