स मर्मृजान आयुभिः प्रयस्वान्प्रयसे हितः । इन्दुरत्यो विचक्षणः
He, being cleansed by the rites, endowed with vigor, set for the offering, the wise, shining drop, is discerning.
पवमान ऋतं बृहच्छुक्रं ज्योतिरजीजनत् । कृष्णा तमांसि जङ्घनत्
The purified one has generated the great truth, the brilliant light; he has driven away the black darknesses.
पवमानस्य जङ्घ्नतो हरेश्चन्द्रा असृक्षत । जीरा अजिरशोचिषः
As the purified one dispels, the shining rays have streamed forth, aged yet ever-youthful in their glow.
पवमानो रथीतमः शुभ्रेभिः शुभ्रशस्तमः । हरिश्चन्द्रो मरुद्गणः
The purified one, best charioteer, most radiant with shining ones, Hari-chandra, leader of the Maruts.
पवमानो व्यश्नवद्रश्मिभिर्वाजसातमः । दधत्स्तोत्रे सुवीर्यम्
The purified one, like Vishnu, with his rays, bestower of strength, grants heroic power to the hymn.
प्र सुवान इन्दुरक्षाः पवित्रमत्यव्ययम् । पुनान इन्दुरिन्द्रमा
The pressed Soma, Indu, guards the unfailing filter; purifying, Indu seeks Indra.
एष सोमो अधि त्वचि गवां क्रीळत्यद्रिभिः । इन्द्रं मदाय जोहुवत्
This Soma, on the skin of the cows, plays with the stones, inviting Indra for exhilaration.
यस्य ते द्युम्नवत्पयः पवमानाभृतं दिवः । तेन नो मृळ जीवसे
By that glorious, abundant milk of yours, O purified one, brought from heaven—by that, grant us mercy for life.
त्वं सोमासि धारयुर्मन्द्र ओजिष्ठो अध्वरे । पवस्व मंहयद्रयिः
You are Soma, the supporter, most delightful and mighty at the sacrifice; purify yourself, bringing wealth that gladdens.
त्वं सुतो नृमादनो दधन्वान्मत्सरिन्तमः । इन्द्राय सूरिरन्धसा
You, pressed, delight men, bearing the most exhilarating draught, O Soma, wise with your juice for Indra.
त्वं सुष्वाणो अद्रिभिरभ्यर्ष कनिक्रदत् । द्युमन्तं शुष्ममुत्तमम्
You, well-pressed, with the stones, advance resounding, bringing forth the most splendid, radiant vigor.
इन्दुर्हिन्वानो अर्षति तिरो वाराण्यव्यया । हरिर्वाजमचिक्रदत्
The drop, flowing, moves onward, passing through the unfailing filters; the tawny one has called forth strength.
इन्दो व्यव्यमर्षसि वि श्रवांसि वि सौभगा । वि वाजान्सोम गोमतः
O Soma, you advance through the filters, spreading fame, spreading good fortune, spreading riches with cattle.
आ न इन्दो शतग्विनं रयिं गोमन्तमश्विनम् । भरा सोम सहस्रिणम्
Bring to us, O Soma, wealth of a hundred herds, rich in cattle, swift as horses, O Soma, abounding in thousands.
पवमानास इन्दवस्तिरः पवित्रमाशवः । इन्द्रं यामेभिराशत
Purified drops, O Indus, swiftly pass through the filter; with these, they approach Indra for the yoking.
ककुहः सोम्यो रस इन्दुरिन्द्राय पूर्व्यः । आयुः पवत आयवे
The delightful Soma juice, the ancient moon, flows for Indra; life is purified for the one who seeks it.
हिन्वन्ति सूरमुस्रयः पवमानं मधुश्चुतम् । अभि गिरा समस्वरन्
The priests stir the hero, the flowing Soma, sweet with honey; they raise their voices in praise.
अविता नो अजाश्वः पूषा यामनियामनि । आ भक्षत्कन्यासु नः
May Pūṣan, the protector with unyoked horses, guide our journey; may he feed us among the maidens.
अयं सोमः कपर्दिने घृतं न पवते मधु । आ भक्षत्कन्यासु नः
This Soma for the matted-haired one flows like clarified butter, sweet; may he feed us among the maidens.
अयं त आघृणे सुतो घृतं न पवते शुचि । आ भक्षत्कन्यासु नः
This pressed Soma for you, O radiant one, flows pure like clarified butter; may he feed us among the maidens.
वाचो जन्तुः कवीनां पवस्व सोम धारया । देवेषु रत्नधा असि
O Soma, offspring of the poets' speech, flow with strength; among the gods you are the bearer of treasures.
आ कलशेषु धावति श्येनो वर्म वि गाहते । अभि द्रोणा कनिक्रदत्
He rushes into the vessels; the falcon spreads its armor wide; he cries aloud over the bowls.
परि प्र सोम ते रसोऽसर्जि कलशे सुतः । श्येनो न तक्तो अर्षति
Around you, Soma, your juice is poured, pressed into the vessel; like a swift falcon, it flows forth.
पवस्व सोम मन्दयन्निन्द्राय मधुमत्तमः
Flow, Soma, delighting, most honeyed, for Indra.
असृग्रन्देववीतये वाजयन्तो रथा इव
They stream forth for divine favor, striving like chariots.
ते सुतासो मदिन्तमाः शुक्रा वायुमसृक्षत
Those pressed juices, most intoxicating, bright, have flowed with the wind.
ग्राव्णा तुन्नो अभिष्टुतः पवित्रं सोम गच्छसि । दधत्स्तोत्रे सुवीर्यम्
Stirred by the stone, praised, Soma, you go to the filter; you bring heroic strength for the hymn.
एष तुन्नो अभिष्टुतः पवित्रमति गाहते । रक्षोहा वारमव्ययम्
This one, stirred and praised, approaches the filter; destroyer of demons, unfailing in his protection.
यदन्ति यच्च दूरके भयं विन्दति मामिह । पवमान वि तज्जहि
Whatever comes near and whatever is far, whatever fear arises, do not let it touch me here; O purifying one, drive it away.
पवमानः सो अद्य नः पवित्रेण विचर्षणिः । यः पोता स पुनातु नः
O purifying one, today cleanse us with your filter, O wise one; as the purifier, cleanse us.