एवा त इन्दो सुभ्वं सुपेशसं रसं तुञ्जन्ति प्रथमा अभिश्रियः । निदंनिदं पवमान नि तारिष आविस्ते शुष्मो भवतु प्रियो मदः
Thus, O drop, the foremost adornments enhance your beautiful, splendid juice. O purified one, carry us safely over every danger; let your strength and dear exhilaration be manifest.
सोमस्य धारा पवते नृचक्षस ऋतेन देवान्हवते दिवस्परि । बृहस्पते रवथेना वि दिद्युते समुद्रासो न सवनानि विव्यचुः
The stream of Soma, visible to men, flows, invoking the gods with truth, encompassing the sky. With the roar of Brihaspati, it shines forth; the oceans, like libations, have been stirred.
यं त्वा वाजिन्नघ्न्या अभ्यनूषतायोहतं योनिमा रोहसि द्युमान् । मघोनामायुः प्रतिरन्महि श्रव इन्द्राय सोम पवसे वृषा मदः
You, strong one, whom the cows have approached, you ascend the shining womb, unharmed. May the life and fame of the generous be prolonged; Soma, you are purified as a mighty exhilaration for Indra.
एन्द्रस्य कुक्षा पवते मदिन्तम ऊर्जं वसानः श्रवसे सुमङ्गलः । प्रत्यङ्स विश्वा भुवनाभि पप्रथे क्रीळन्हरिरत्यः स्यन्दते वृषा
In Indra's belly, the most exhilarating Soma is purified, bearing nourishment, for auspicious fame. Facing forward, he has spread through all worlds; the playful, tawny, swift one, the bull, flows on.
तं त्वा देवेभ्यो मधुमत्तमं नरः सहस्रधारं दुहते दश क्षिपः । नृभिः सोम प्रच्युतो ग्रावभिः सुतो विश्वान्देवाँ आ पवस्वा सहस्रजित्
You, most honeyed for the gods, are milked by ten fingers, streaming a thousandfold. Pressed by men with stones, Soma, flow for all the gods, victorious by the thousand.
तं त्वा हस्तिनो मधुमन्तमद्रिभिर्दुहन्त्यप्सु वृषभं दश क्षिपः । इन्द्रं सोम मादयन्दैव्यं जनं सिन्धोरिवोर्मिः पवमानो अर्षसि
You, honeyed one, are milked by the stones with ten fingers in the waters, the bull. Soma, you gladden Indra, the divine people; like a wave of the river, you, purified, flow on.
प्र सोमस्य पवमानस्योर्मय इन्द्रस्य यन्ति जठरं सुपेशसः । दध्ना यदीमुन्नीता यशसा गवां दानाय शूरमुदमन्दिषुः सुताः
The waves of the purified Soma, splendid, go to Indra's belly. When they are raised with curds and fame, the pressed ones have gladdened the hero for the gift of cows.
अच्छा हि सोमः कलशाँ असिष्यददत्यो न वोळ्हा रघुवर्तनिर्वृषा । अथा देवानामुभयस्य जन्मनो विद्वाँ अश्नोत्यमुत इतश्च यत्
Soma has indeed reached the jars, like a charioteer bearing the unaging, swift-turning, strong one. Then, knowing both births of the gods, he attains both here and there.
आ नः सोम पवमानः किरा वस्विन्दो भव मघवा राधसो महः । शिक्षा वयोधो वसवे सु चेतुना मा नो गयमारे अस्मत्परा सिचः
Come to us, O purified Soma, bring us wealth; be generous, bestower of great gifts. Grant us strength, O wise one, for the Vasus; do not let death come upon us, nor cast us away.
आ नः पूषा पवमानः सुरातयो मित्रो गच्छन्तु वरुणः सजोषसः । बृहस्पतिर्मरुतो वायुरश्विना त्वष्टा सविता सुयमा सरस्वती
Let Pūṣan, the generous, come to us, O purified one, along with Mitra and Varuṇa in harmony; Brihaspati, the Maruts, Vāyu, the Aśvins, Tvaṣṭṛ, Savitṛ, Yama, and Sarasvatī.
उभे द्यावापृथिवी विश्वमिन्वे अर्यमा देवो अदितिर्विधाता । भगो नृशंस उर्वन्तरिक्षं विश्वे देवाः पवमानं जुषन्त
Both Heaven and Earth, all-pervading, Aryaman, the god, Aditi, the Ordainer, Bhaga, Nṛśaṃsa, the wide midspace, and all the gods—may they delight in the purified one.
असावि सोमो अरुषो वृषा हरी राजेव दस्मो अभि गा अचिक्रदत् । पुनानो वारं पर्येत्यव्ययं श्येनो न योनिं घृतवन्तमासदम्
The tawny, mighty Soma has flowed forth, with his two bay steeds, roaring like a powerful king; purified, he circles the unfailing filter, like an eagle reaching his nest full of ghee.
कविर्वेधस्या पर्येषि माहिनमत्यो न मृष्टो अभि वाजमर्षसि । अपसेधन्दुरिता सोम मृळय घृतं वसानः परि यासि निर्णिजम्
O inspired one, you seek the greatness of the wise creator; like a well-adorned steed, you rush toward the prize; Soma, drive away what is harmful, bring us mercy, clothed in ghee you pass around the filter.
पर्जन्यः पिता महिषस्य पर्णिनो नाभा पृथिव्या गिरिषु क्षयं दधे । स्वसार आपो अभि गा उतासरन्सं ग्रावभिर्नसते वीते अध्वरे
Parjanya is the father of the horned, leaf-bearing bull; at the navel of earth, he has set his dwelling in the mountains; the waters, his sisters, have come together, they sit with the stones at the sacred rite.
जायेव पत्यावधि शेव मंहसे पज्राया गर्भ शृणुहि ब्रवीमि ते । अन्तर्वाणीषु प्र चरा सु जीवसेऽनिन्द्यो वृजने सोम जागृहि
Like a wife with her husband, be gracious for our greatness; listen, O embryo of strength, I speak to you; move within the vessels for a good life, O Soma, blameless among the people, awaken.
यथा पूर्वेभ्यः शतसा अमृध्रः सहस्रसाः पर्यया वाजमिन्दो । एवा पवस्व सुविताय नव्यसे तव व्रतमन्वापः सचन्ते
As in former times, O drop, you have brought hundreds and thousands of prizes without fail; so now, purify yourself for new prosperity; the waters follow your command.
पवित्रं ते विततं ब्रह्मणस्पते प्रभुर्गात्राणि पर्येषि विश्वतः । अतप्ततनूर्न तदामो अश्नुते शृतास इद्वहन्तस्तत्समाशत
Your filter is spread out, O Lord of prayer; you, the mighty, encompass all forms; like one with unscorched body, no harm touches him; those who have strained you carry that together.
तपोष्पवित्रं विततं दिवस्पदे शोचन्तो अस्य तन्तवो व्यस्थिरन् । अवन्त्यस्य पवीतारमाशवो दिवस्पृष्ठमधि तिष्ठन्ति चेतसा
The filter of heat is stretched at the seat of heaven; its shining threads are spread out; the swift ones guard the purifier with their minds, they stand at the touch of heaven.
अरूरुचदुषसः पृश्निरग्रिय उक्षा बिभर्ति भुवनानि वाजयुः । मायाविनो ममिरे अस्य मायया नृचक्षसः पितरो गर्भमा दधुः
The bright, speckled bull has shone forth at dawn, bearing the worlds, eager for strength; the magicians have measured him by their magic, the fathers with human sight have placed the embryo.
गन्धर्व इत्था पदमस्य रक्षति पाति देवानां जनिमान्यद्भुतः । गृभ्णाति रिपुं निधया निधापतिः सुकृत्तमा मधुनो भक्षमाशत
Thus the Gandharva guards his place, the wondrous one preserves the births of the gods; the lord of treasures seizes the foe, he has tasted the best portion of the honey.
हविर्हविष्मो महि सद्म दैव्यं नभो वसानः परि यास्यध्वरम् । राजा पवित्ररथो वाजमारुहः सहस्रभृष्टिर्जयसि श्रवो बृहत्
The offering, rich in offerings, goes around the great divine abode, clothed in the sky, you move through the sacrifice; king, with chariot of the filter, mounting strength, with a thousand streams you win great fame.
पवस्व देवमादनो विचर्षणिरप्सा इन्द्राय वरुणाय वायवे । कृधी नो अद्य वरिवः स्वस्तिमदुरुक्षितौ गृणीहि दैव्यं जनम्
Purify yourself, O Soma, delight of the gods, wise among people, in the waters, for Indra, Varuna, and Vayu; grant us today wide protection and well-being, praise the divine race, O far-seeing one.
आ यस्तस्थौ भुवनान्यमर्त्यो विश्वानि सोमः परि तान्यर्षति । कृण्वन्संचृतं विचृतमभिष्टय इन्दुः सिषक्त्युषसं न सूर्यः
He who has stood among the worlds, immortal Soma, flows around all these; making the gathered and the scattered, he seeks desires, the drop shines forth like the sun at dawn.
आ यो गोभिः सृज्यत ओषधीष्वा देवानां सुम्न इषयन्नुपावसुः । आ विद्युता पवते धारया सुत इन्द्रं सोमो मादयन्दैव्यं जनम्
He who is pressed with cows, in the plants, seeking the favor of the gods, the wise one comes near; Soma, pressed with lightning, flows in a stream, delighting Indra and the divine race.
एष स्य सोमः पवते सहस्रजिद्धिन्वानो वाचमिषिरामुषर्बुधम् । इन्दुः समुद्रमुदियर्ति वायुभिरेन्द्रस्य हार्दि कलशेषु सीदति
This Soma is purified, winning a thousand, stirring the inspired word, awakening the silent; the drop rises to the ocean with the winds, he sits in the jars in Indra's heart.
अभि त्यं गावः पयसा पयोवृधं सोमं श्रीणन्ति मतिभिः स्वर्विदम् । धनंजयः पवते कृत्व्यो रसो विप्रः कविः काव्येना स्वर्चनाः
The cows, rich in milk, approach this Soma, nourisher of milk, with their thoughts, knowing the sun; the victorious juice is purified, the sage, the poet, with poetry, shining with the sun.
इन्द्राय सोम सुषुतः परि स्रवापामीवा भवतु रक्षसा सह । मा ते रसस्य मत्सत द्वयाविनो द्रविणस्वन्त इह सन्त्विन्दवः
O Soma, well-pressed for Indra, flow around, may you be free from harm, overcoming the demons; let not the two-faced ones enjoy your juice, let the generous drops be here.
अस्मान्समर्ये पवमान चोदय दक्षो देवानामसि हि प्रियो मदः । जहि शत्रूँरभ्या भन्दनायतः पिबेन्द्र सोममव नो मृधो जहि
Urge us on in battle, O purified one, for you are the wise delight of the gods; strike down our enemies, break the bonds, let Indra drink Soma, protect us, destroy our foes.
अदब्ध इन्दो पवसे मदिन्तम आत्मेन्द्रस्य भवसि धासिरुत्तमः । अभि स्वरन्ति बहवो मनीषिणो राजानमस्य भुवनस्य निंसते
O uninjured drop, you are purified, most intoxicating; you become the highest inspiration for Indra; many wise ones sing to you, the king, you settle in the heart of the world.
सहस्रणीथः शतधारो अद्भुत इन्द्रायेन्दुः पवते काम्यं मधु । जयन्क्षेत्रमभ्यर्षा जयन्नप उरुं नो गातुं कृणु सोम मीढ्वः
The thousand-streamed, hundredfold, wondrous Soma, beloved for Indra, is purified as desired sweet drink; conquering, he approaches the field, conquering the waters—grant us a wide path, O generous Soma.