कनिक्रदत्कलशे गोभिरज्यसे व्यव्ययं समया वारमर्षसि । मर्मृज्यमानो अत्यो न सानसिरिन्द्रस्य सोम जठरे समक्षरः
Resounding, you are pressed in the vessel with cows; you pass through the filter, removing what is impure; being purified, like a horse released from the yoke, Soma, you flow into Indra’s belly.
स्वादुः पवस्व दिव्याय जन्मने स्वादुरिन्द्राय सुहवीतुनाम्ने । स्वादुर्मित्राय वरुणाय वायवे बृहस्पतये मधुमाँ अदाभ्यः
Flow sweetly for the divine birth, flow sweetly for Indra, the bestower of gifts; flow sweetly for Mitra, Varuna, Vayu, and Brihaspati—O unfailing one, honeyed Soma.
अत्यं मृजन्ति कलशे दश क्षिपः प्र विप्राणां मतयो वाच ईरते । पवमाना अभ्यर्षन्ति सुष्टुतिमेन्द्रं विशन्ति मदिरास इन्दवः
Ten fingers cleanse you in the vessel; the thoughts of the inspired ones send forth their voices; the purified ones approach with praise—the exhilarating Somas enter Indra.
पवमानो अभ्यर्षा सुवीर्यमुर्वीं गव्यूतिं महि शर्म सप्रथः । माकिर्नो अस्य परिषूतिरीशतेन्दो जयेम त्वया धनंधनम्
Purified, you advance to great strength, to wide cattle-rich space, to vast, spreading shelter; let not his enclosure restrain us—O Soma, may we win wealth upon wealth with you.
अधि द्यामस्थाद्वृषभो विचक्षणोऽरूरुचद्वि दिवो रोचना कविः । राजा पवित्रमत्येति रोरुवद्दिवः पीयूषं दुहते नृचक्षसः
The wise bull has ascended the sky; the sage has shone through the two luminous realms; the king, roaring, passes through the filter—men with vision draw the nectar of heaven.
दिवो नाके मधुजिह्वा असश्चतो वेना दुहन्त्युक्षणं गिरिष्ठाम् । अप्सु द्रप्सं वावृधानं समुद्र आ सिन्धोरूर्मा मधुमन्तं पवित्र आ
In the vault of heaven, with honeyed tongue, the shining ones milk the bull dwelling on the mountain; in the waters, the growing drop, in the ocean, from the river’s wave, into the filter rich with honey.
नाके सुपर्णमुपपप्तिवांसं गिरो वेनानामकृपन्त पूर्वीः । शिशुं रिहन्ति मतयः पनिप्नतं हिरण्ययं शकुनं क्षामणि स्थाम्
In the sky, the many ancient songs have praised the soaring eagle; thoughts seek the golden bird, the child, the shining one, standing on the earth.
ऊर्ध्वो गन्धर्वो अधि नाके अस्थाद्विश्वा रूपा प्रतिचक्षाणो अस्य । भानुः शुक्रेण शोचिषा व्यद्यौत्प्रारूरुचद्रोदसी मातरा शुचिः
High above, the Gandharva has taken his place in the sky, perceiving all forms; his radiance, with pure brilliance, has shone forth, the pure one has illumined both mothers—earth and heaven.
प्र त आशवः पवमान धीजवो मदा अर्षन्ति रघुजा इव त्मना । दिव्याः सुपर्णा मधुमन्त इन्दवो मदिन्तमासः परि कोशमासते
Swift, O purified one, your exhilarating streams rush forth like quick horses; the divine, honeyed Somas, most intoxicating, settle around the vessel.
प्र ते मदासो मदिरास आशवोऽसृक्षत रथ्यासो यथा पृथक् । धेनुर्न वत्सं पयसाभि वज्रिणमिन्द्रमिन्दवो मधुमन्त ऊर्मयः
Your exhilarating, intoxicating, swift streams have flowed forth, each on its own path like chariots; like a cow with her calf, the honeyed Somas, waves, flow with milk for Indra, the wielder of the bolt.
अत्यो न हियानो अभि वाजमर्ष स्वर्वित्कोशं दिवो अद्रिमातरम् । वृषा पवित्रे अधि सानो अव्यये सोमः पुनान इन्द्रियाय धायसे
Like a horse, eager, you rush toward the prize, to the resounding vessel, the stone, the mother from heaven; the bull, Soma, is purified on the unaging slope, for strength, for Indra’s enjoyment.
प्र त आश्विनीः पवमान धीजुवो दिव्या असृग्रन्पयसा धरीमणि । प्रान्तरृषय स्थाविरीरसृक्षत ये त्वा मृजन्त्यृषिषाण वेधसः
The swift, divine streams of you, O purified one, have flowed forth with milk into the vessel; the ancient seers, who cleanse you, have sent you forth, O wise one.
विश्वा धामानि विश्वचक्ष ऋभ्वसः प्रभोस्ते सतः परि यन्ति केतवः । व्यानशिः पवसे सोम धर्मभिः पतिर्विश्वस्य भुवनस्य राजसि
All abodes, all-seeing, O Ribhus, the rays of the mighty, abiding one, go around you; Soma, you are purified with laws, you are lord of all beings, you are king.
उभयतः पवमानस्य रश्मयो ध्रुवस्य सतः परि यन्ति केतवः । यदी पवित्रे अधि मृज्यते हरिः सत्ता नि योना कलशेषु सीदति
On both sides, the rays of the purified, steadfast one, go around; when the tawny one is cleansed in the filter, he sits in his place in the vessels.
यज्ञस्य केतुः पवते स्वध्वरः सोमो देवानामुप याति निष्कृतम् । सहस्रधारः परि कोशमर्षति वृषा पवित्रमत्येति रोरुवत्
The sign of sacrifice, the purified, well-ordered Soma, approaches the seat of the gods; with a thousand streams, he circles the vessel, the bull, roaring, passes through the filter.
राजा समुद्रं नद्यो वि गाहतेऽपामूर्मिं सचते सिन्धुषु श्रितः । अध्यस्थात्सानु पवमानो अव्ययं नाभा पृथिव्या धरुणो महो दिवः
The king enters the ocean, the rivers flow apart; he unites with the wave of the waters, established among the streams; the purified one has taken his place on the unaging summit, at the navel of earth, the support of great heaven.
दिवो न सानु स्तनयन्नचिक्रदद्द्यौश्च यस्य पृथिवी च धर्मभिः । इन्द्रस्य सख्यं पवते विवेविदत्सोमः पुनानः कलशेषु सीदति
Like the summit of heaven, thundering, resounding, whose law both heaven and earth observe; Soma, purified, sits in the vessels, seeking the friendship of Indra.
ज्योतिर्यज्ञस्य पवते मधु प्रियं पिता देवानां जनिता विभूवसुः । दधाति रत्नं स्वधयोरपीच्यं मदिन्तमो मत्सर इन्द्रियो रसः
The radiant one of the sacrifice flows, sweet and beloved, father of the gods, creator, all-encompassing; he bestows a precious treasure, worthy of both self-offerings, most intoxicating, powerful, the essence full of might.
अभिक्रन्दन्कलशं वाज्यर्षति पतिर्दिवः शतधारो विचक्षणः । हरिर्मित्रस्य सदनेषु सीदति मर्मृजानोऽविभिः सिन्धुभिर्वृषा
Resounding, he rushes toward the vessel, the prize-seeker, lord of heaven, with a hundred streams, discerning; the tawny one sits in the dwellings of Mitra, purified by the rivers, the bull among streams.
अग्रे सिन्धूनां पवमानो अर्षत्यग्रे वाचो अग्रियो गोषु गच्छति । अग्रे वाजस्य भजते महाधनं स्वायुधः सोतृभिः पूयते वृषा
Foremost among rivers, the purified one rushes forth; foremost in speech, he goes among the cows; foremost in strength, he claims great wealth, armed with his own power, purified by the pressers, the bull.
अयं मतवाञ्छकुनो यथा हितोऽव्ये ससार पवमान ऊर्मिणा । तव क्रत्वा रोदसी अन्तरा कवे शुचिर्धिया पवते सोम इन्द्र ते
This inspired one, like a bird set free, the purified one has rushed in a wave; by your will, O sage, Soma, pure with insight, you flow between heaven and earth for Indra.
द्रापिं वसानो यजतो दिविस्पृशमन्तरिक्षप्रा भुवनेष्वर्पितः । स्वर्जज्ञानो नभसाभ्यक्रमीत्प्रत्नमस्य पितरमा विवासति
Clad in a shining robe, reaching the worshipper, touching the sky, set in the worlds, knowing the sun, he has ascended through the clouds, summoning the ancient father from afar.
सो अस्य विशे महि शर्म यच्छति यो अस्य धाम प्रथमं व्यानशे । पदं यदस्य परमे व्योमन्यतो विश्वा अभि सं याति संयतः
He grants great protection to his worshipper, who first recognized his abode; his step is in the highest heaven, from there he approaches all things, united.
प्रो अयासीद् इन्दुर् इन्द्रस्य निष्कृतꣳ सखा सख्युर् न प्र मिनाति सꣳगिरम् । मर्य इव युवतिभिः सम् अर्षति सोमः कलशे शतयाम्ना पथा
Indu has advanced for Indra's purification, a friend who does not forsake friendship, like a youth mingling with maidens, Soma flows into the vessel along the hundredfold path.
प्र वो धियो मन्द्रयुवो विपन्युवः पनस्युवः सꣳवसनेष्व् अक्रमुः । सोमम् मनीषा अभ्य् अनूषत स्तुभो ऽभि धेनवः पयसेम् अशिश्रयुः
Your delightful, wise, and fruitful thoughts have entered the gatherings; with intention, they have sought Soma, hymning, like cows seeking milk, they have approached the nourishing one.
आ नः सोम सꣳयतम् पिप्युषीम् इषम् इन्दो पवस्व पवमानो अस्रिधम् । या नो दोहते त्रिर् अहन्न् असश्चुषी क्षुमद् वाजवन् मधुमत् सुवीर्यम्
Soma, grant us the abundant, nourishing flow; O Indu, purify yourself, O purifying one, without delay. That which yields to us, three times daily, the ever-flowing, fertile, rich, sweet, heroic strength.
वृषा मतीनाम् पवते विचक्षणः सोमो अह्नः प्रतरीतोषसो दिवः । क्राणा सिन्धूनाꣳ कलशाꣳ अवीवशद् इन्द्रस्य हार्द्य् आविशन् मनीषिभिः
The mighty one among thoughts, Soma, the discerning, flows forth; pressed at the break of day, he shines with the dawns of heaven. Roaring, he has entered the vessels of the rivers, pouring into the jars, entering Indra’s heart with the inspired.
मनीषिभिः पवते पूर्व्यः कविर् नृभिर् यतः परि कोशाꣳ अचिक्रदत् । त्रितस्य नाम जनयन् मधु क्षरद् इन्द्रस्य वायोः सख्याय कर्तवे
With the inspired, the ancient sage flows, with men he roars around the vessels. Creating the name of Trita, he pours out sweet mead, to accomplish the friendship of Indra and Vāyu.
अयम् पुनान उषसो वि रोचयद् अयꣳ सिन्धुभ्यो अभवद् उ लोककृत् । अयꣳ त्रिः सप्त दुदुहान आशिरꣳ सोमो हृदे पवते चारु मत्सरः
This one, being purified, makes the dawns shine; this one became the maker of space among the rivers. This Soma, thrice seven times, has milked the nourishing essence; he, lovely and exhilarating, is purified for the heart.
पवस्व सोम दिव्येषु धामसु सृजान इन्दो कलशे पवित्र आ । सीदन्न् इन्द्रस्य जठरे कनिक्रदन् नृभिर् यतः सूर्यम् आरोहयो दिवि
Purify yourself, Soma, in the divine abodes; flow, O Indu, into the vessel through the filter. Roaring, sit in Indra’s belly, with men guiding you; raise up the Sun in the sky.