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.
यत्ते पवित्रमर्चिष्यग्ने विततमन्तरा । ब्रह्म तेन पुनीहि नः
O Agni, your radiant filter is spread within; with that sacred power, purify us.
यत्ते पवित्रमर्चिवदग्ने तेन पुनीहि नः । ब्रह्मसवैः पुनीहि नः
O Agni, with your radiant filter, purify us; with the sacred chants, purify us.
उभाभ्यां देव सवितः पवित्रेण सवेन च । मां पुनीहि विश्वतः
With both, O divine Savitar, with the filter and with the ritual, purify me from all sides.
त्रिभिष्ट्वं देव सवितर्वर्षिष्ठैः सोम धामभिः । अग्ने दक्षैः पुनीहि नः
With your three most exalted abodes, O god Savitar, and with Soma's powers, O Agni, purify us by your skills.
पुनन्तु मां देवजनाः पुनन्तु वसवो धिया । विश्वे देवाः पुनीत मा जातवेदः पुनीहि मा
May the divine beings purify me, may the Vasus purify me with wisdom; may all the gods purify me; Jātavedas, purify me.
प्र प्यायस्व प्र स्यन्दस्व सोम विश्वेभिरंशुभिः । देवेभ्य उत्तमं हविः
Flow forth, pour out, O Soma, with all your streams; offer the highest oblation to the gods.
उप प्रियं पनिप्नतं युवानमाहुतीवृधम् । अगन्म बिभ्रतो नमः
We have approached the dear, youthful one, who increases the offerings, bearing reverence.
अलाय्यस्य परशुर्ननाश तमा पवस्व देव सोम । आखुं चिदेव देव सोम
O divine Soma, flow on, destroying the axe of the unskilled; O divine Soma, even the mouse.
यः पावमानीरध्येत्यृषिभिः सम्भृतं रसम् । सर्वं स पूतमश्नाति स्वदितं मातरिश्वना
Whoever recites the Pavamani verses, the essence gathered by the seers, he eats all that is purified, the sweet, with Mātariśvan.
पावमानीर्यो अध्येत्यृषिभिः सम्भृतं रसम् । तस्मै सरस्वती दुहे क्षीरं सर्पिर्मधूदकम्
To him who recites the Pavamani verses, the essence gathered by the seers, Sarasvati gives milk, clarified butter, and honeyed water.
प्र देवमच्छा मधुमन्त इन्दवोऽसिष्यदन्त गाव आ न धेनवः । बर्हिषदो वचनावन्त ऊधभिः परिस्रुतमुस्रिया निर्णिजं धिरे
The sweet drops, like cows, have flowed toward the god, as milch-kine to their calf; settling on the sacred grass, with speech and with vessels, the bright ones have placed the pure, unsullied offering.
स रोरुवदभि पूर्वा अचिक्रददुपारुहः श्रथयन्स्वादते हरिः । तिरः पवित्रं परियन्नुरु ज्रयो नि शर्याणि दधते देव आ वरम्
He roared aloud, surpassing the former ones, the tawny one, delighting, ascended, loosening what is sweet; passing through the filter, circling with wide might, the god lays down his darts, seeking the best.
वि यो ममे यम्या संयती मदः साकंवृधा पयसा पिन्वदक्षिता । मही अपारे रजसी विवेविददभिव्रजन्नक्षितं पाज आ ददे
He who measures out the twin yamas, the mingled draught, swells together with milk, the wise one; he has distinguished the great, boundless realms, advancing, he bestows unfailing strength.
स मातरा विचरन्वाजयन्नपः प्र मेधिरः स्वधया पिन्वते पदम् । अंशुर्यवेन पिपिशे यतो नृभिः सं जामिभिर्नसते रक्षते शिरः
He, moving with his mothers, winning riches, the wise one, swells his path with his own power; the drop, adorned with barley, where men purify, sits with his kin, protecting the head.
सं दक्षेण मनसा जायते कविरृतस्य गर्भो निहितो यमा परः । यूना ह सन्ता प्रथमं वि जज्ञतुर्गुहा हितं जनिम नेममुद्यतम्
With skill and mind is born the sage, the embryo of truth, set by the restrainers; though young, they were the first to be born, hidden in secret, their birth not yet arisen.
मन्द्रस्य रूपं विविदुर्मनीषिणः श्येनो यदन्धो अभरत्परावतः । तं मर्जयन्त सुवृधं नदीष्वाँ उशन्तमंशुं परियन्तमृग्मियम्
The wise have discerned the form of the delightful one, when the falcon brought the drop from afar; they cleanse him, ever-growing, in the rivers, the most eager drop, circling, fit for the hymn.
त्वां मृजन्ति दश योषणः सुतं सोम ऋषिभिर्मतिभिर्धीतिभिर्हितम् । अव्यो वारेभिरुत देवहूतिभिर्नृभिर्यतो वाजमा दर्षि सातये
You, Soma, ten maidens cleanse, the pressed one, set by the seers with thoughts and prayers; with waters, with coverings, and with divine invocations, men, where you see wealth, for attainment.
परिप्रयन्तं वय्यं सुषंसदं सोमं मनीषा अभ्यनूषत स्तुभः । यो धारया मधुमाँ ऊर्मिणा दिव इयर्ति वाचं रयिषाळमर्त्यः
The wise have praised Soma, the good companion, the well-lauded, as he moves around; who, with a honeyed wave, by his flow, raises his voice, the immortal, rich in treasures.
अयं दिव इयर्ति विश्वमा रजः सोमः पुनानः कलशेषु सीदति । अद्भिर्गोभिर्मृज्यते अद्रिभिः सुतः पुनान इन्दुर्वरिवो विदत्प्रियम्
This Soma raises his voice to the whole expanse of heaven, purified, he sits in the vessels; washed with waters, with cows, pressed by stones, purified, the drop, Soma, finds the beloved path.
एवा नः सोम परिषिच्यमानो वयो दधच्चित्रतमं पवस्व । अद्वेषे द्यावापृथिवी हुवेम देवा धत्त रयिमस्मे सुवीरम्
So, Soma, as you are poured, grant us the most splendid vigor; may we invoke the undivided Heaven and Earth, O gods, bestow wealth and heroic sons upon us.