महीमे अस्य वृषनाम शूषे माँश्चत्वे वा पृशने वा वधत्रे । अस्वापयन्निगुतः स्नेहयच्चापामित्राँ अपाचितो अचेतः
Great is the name of this mighty one in drought; do not, O drop, be cut off in the lake or in the cleft; he put the hidden ones to sleep, he made the hostile ones friendly, he drove away the senseless.
सं त्री पवित्रा विततान्येष्यन्वेकं धावसि पूयमानः । असि भगो असि दात्रस्य दातासि मघवा मघवद्भ्य इन्दो
You, purified, pass through the three extended filters, you run as one; you are Bhaga, you are the giver of gifts, you are Maghavan for the generous, O Soma.
एष विश्ववित्पवते मनीषी सोमो विश्वस्य भुवनस्य राजा । द्रप्साँ ईरयन्विदथेष्विन्दुर्वि वारमव्यं समयाति याति
This wise Soma, knower of all, is purified, the king of all the world; the drops, stirring in the assemblies, go together, reaching the unfailing shelter.
इन्दुं रिहन्ति महिषा अदब्धाः पदे रेभन्ति कवयो न गृध्राः । हिन्वन्ति धीरा दशभिः क्षिपाभिः समञ्जते रूपमपां रसेन
The mighty, unerring ones press the drop, they roar at the step like poets, not like vultures; the wise urge it with ten fingers, they adorn its form with the essence of the waters.
त्वया वयं पवमानेन सोम भरे कृतं वि चिनुयाम शश्वत् । तन्नो मित्रो वरुणो मामहन्तामदितिः सिन्धुः पृथिवी उत द्यौः
With you, O Soma, purified one, may we always discern what is accomplished in the offering; may Mitra, Varuṇa, Aditi, Sindhu, Earth, and Heaven not harm us.
अभि नो वाजसातमं रयिमर्ष पुरुस्पृहम् । इन्दो सहस्रभर्णसं तुविद्युम्नं विभ्वासहम्
O Indu, attain for us the most prize-bringing wealth, abundant in many forms, of a thousand supports, of great splendor, overcoming all.
परि ष्य सुवानो अव्ययं रथे न वर्माव्यत । इन्दुरभि द्रुणा हितो हियानो धाराभिरक्षाः
Flowing forth, pressed, you are unaging, like armor stretched on a chariot; Indu, set in the vessel, descending, you protect with your streams.
परि ष्य सुवानो अक्षा इन्दुरव्ये मदच्युतः । धारा य ऊर्ध्वो अध्वरे भ्राजा नैति गव्ययुः
Flowing forth, pressed, Indu, unaging, overflowing with exhilaration; the stream that rises up in the ritual shines forth, seeking the cows.
स हि त्वं देव शश्वते वसु मर्ताय दाशुषे । इन्दो सहस्रिणं रयिं शतात्मानं विवाससि
For you, O god, always grant wealth to the mortal who serves; O Indu, you bestow a thousandfold treasure, with a hundred forms.
वयं ते अस्य वृत्रहन्वसो वस्वः पुरुस्पृहः । नि नेदिष्ठतमा इषः स्याम सुम्नस्याध्रिगो
We, O slayer of Vṛtra, wish to be nearest to your manifold, much-desired wealth, O mighty one, in the closest abundance of your favor.
द्विर्यं पञ्च स्वयशसं स्वसारो अद्रिसंहतम् । प्रियमिन्द्रस्य काम्यं प्रस्नापयन्त्यूर्मिणम्
Twice five sisters, self-bright, joined together by the stone, pour out the beloved, desirable wave of Indra, swelling with their flood.
परि त्यं हर्यतं हरिं बभ्रुं पुनन्ति वारेण । यो देवान्विश्वाँ इत्परि मदेन सह गच्छति
They purify that tawny, golden one with their stream, who, filled with exhilaration, goes forth together with all the gods.
अस्य वो ह्यवसा पान्तो दक्षसाधनम् । यः सूरिषु श्रवो बृहद्दधे स्वर्ण हर्यतः
By his help, may you protect us, O bringer of skill, who has established great fame among the seers, O golden, tawny one.
स वां यज्ञेषु मानवी इन्दुर्जनिष्ट रोदसी । देवो देवी गिरिष्ठा अस्रेधन्तं तुविष्वणि
In your sacrifices, O Indu, the two worlds, Earth and Heaven, were born; god and goddess, mountain-dwelling, ever advancing, mighty in sound.
इन्द्राय सोम पातवे वृत्रघ्ने परि षिच्यसे । नरे च दक्षिणावते देवाय सदनासदे
O Soma, you are poured out for Indra to drink, for the slayer of Vṛtra, and for the man who gives offerings, for the god who sits in his seat.
ते प्रत्नासो व्युष्टिषु सोमाः पवित्रे अक्षरन् । अपप्रोथन्तः सनुतर्हुरश्चितः प्रातस्ताँ अप्रचेतसः
Those ancient Somas, in the dawns, flowed in the purifier; they surged forth, most abundant, pressed out, in the morning, unknowing.
तं सखायः पुरोरुचं यूयं वयं च सूरयः । अश्याम वाजगन्ध्यं सनेम वाजपस्त्यम्
That widely-shining one, O friends, both you and we, O seers, may we enjoy; may we attain the fragrance of strength, may we gain the wealth of vigor.
आ हर्यताय धृष्णवे धनुस्तन्वन्ति पौंस्यम् । शुक्रां वयन्त्यसुराय निर्णिजं विपामग्रे महीयुवः
For the tawny, bold one, they stretch out strength; the great ones weave the bright, unpressed, clear stream for the mighty lord at the forefront.
अध क्षपा परिष्कृतो वाजाँ अभि प्र गाहते । यदी विवस्वतो धियो हरिं हिन्वन्ति यातवे
Then, adorned through the night, the prize comes forth; when the thoughts of Vivasvat urge the tawny one to go.
तमस्य मर्जयामसि मदो य इन्द्रपातमः । यं गाव आसभिर्दधुः पुरा नूनं च सूरयः
We cleanse that exhilaration, which is most pleasing to Indra, which the cows have held in their udders, both formerly and now, O seers.
तं गाथया पुराण्या पुनानमभ्यनूषत । उतो कृपन्त धीतयो देवानां नाम बिभ्रतीः
That one, purified by the ancient song, they have praised; and the inspired thoughts, bearing the names of the gods, have also rejoiced.
तमुक्षमाणमव्यये वारे पुनन्ति धर्णसिम् । दूतं न पूर्वचित्तय आ शासते मनीषिणः
That one, streaming in the unaging stream, the mighty one they purify; as a messenger, mindful of what is before, the wise ones direct him.
स पुनानो मदिन्तमः सोमश्चमूषु सीदति । पशौ न रेत आदधत्पतिर्वचस्यते धियः
Purified, Soma, most intoxicating, settles in the cups; like a bull depositing seed, the lord inspires speech and wisdom.
स मृज्यते सुकर्मभिर्देवो देवेभ्यः सुतः । विदे यदासु संददिर्महीरपो वि गाहते
He is cleansed by skillful acts, the god pressed for the gods; when he is poured out, he penetrates the great waters.
सुत इन्दो पवित्र आ नृभिर्यतो वि नीयसे । इन्द्राय मत्सरिन्तमश्चमूष्वा नि षीदसि
Pressed, O Indu, you are led through the filter by men; you, most exhilarating for Indra, settle in the cups.
अभी नवन्ते अद्रुहः प्रियमिन्द्रस्य काम्यम् । वत्सं न पूर्व आयुनि जातं रिहन्ति मातरः
The honest ones call upon you for Indra's beloved delight; like mothers licking a newborn calf, they cherish the one newly born.
पुनान इन्दवा भर सोम द्विबर्हसं रयिम् । त्वं वसूनि पुष्यसि विश्वानि दाशुषो गृहे
Purifying, O Indu, bring forth Soma, the twice-strong wealth; you foster all riches in the house of the worshipper.
त्वं धियं मनोयुजं सृजा वृष्टिं न तन्यतुः । त्वं वसूनि पार्थिवा दिव्या च सोम पुष्यसि
You release wisdom yoked with mind, like rain from thunder; you, Soma, foster earthly and heavenly riches.
परि ते जिग्युषो यथा धारा सुतस्य धावति । रंहमाणा व्यव्ययं वारं वाजीव सानसिः
As the stream of the pressed one flows, so your current rushes forth; swiftly, like a racing horse, you move through the filter.
क्रत्वे दक्षाय नः कवे पवस्व सोम धारया । इन्द्राय पातवे सुतो मित्राय वरुणाय च
For resolve, for skill, for us, O wise Soma, purify with your stream; pressed for Indra to drink, for Mitra and Varuna as well.