अ धीभिर्मृजन्ति वाजिनं वने क्रीडन्तमत्यविम् च् अभि त्रिपृष्ठं मतयः समस्वरन्
With prayers they cleanse the vigorous one in the wood, playing like swift horses; the hymns resound together around the triple-backed one.
अ असर्जि कलशां अभि मीढ्वान्त्सप्तिर्न वाजयुः च् पुनानो वाचं जनयन्नसिष्यदत्
He has flowed around the vessels, the generous one, like a charioteer eager for prize; purified, he generated speech and sent it forth.
अ सोमः पवते जनिता मतीनां जनिता दिवो जनिता पृथिव्याः च् जनिताग्नेर्जनिता सूर्यस्य जनितेन्द्रस्य जनितोत विष्णोः
Soma, purified, is the creator of thoughts, the creator of heaven, the creator of earth, the creator of Agni, the creator of the Sun, the creator of Indra, and also the creator of Vishnu.
अ ब्रह्मा देवानां पदवीः कवीनां ऋषिर्विप्राणां महिषोमृगाणाम् च् श्येनो गृध्राणां स्वधितिर्वनानां सोमः पवित्रमत्येति रेभन्
The priest among the gods, the path of the sages, the seer of the inspired, the bull among wild beasts, the eagle among vultures, the sustainer of forests—Soma, roaring, passes through the filter.
अ प्रावीविपद्वाच ऊर्मिं न सिन्धुर्गिर स्तोमान्पवमानो मनीषाः च् अन्तः पश्यन्वृजनेमावराण्या तिष्ठति वृषभो गोषु जानन्
He has advanced with speech, like a wave, like a river, with hymns and thoughts, O Pavamana; seeing within, he stands among the cows, the bull, knowing the lower places.
अ अग्निं वो वृधन्तमध्वराणां पुरूतमम् च् अच्छा नप्त्रे सहस्वते
To Agni, the increaser of sacrifices, most bountiful, we direct our thoughts, to the descendant of strength.
अ अयं यथा न आभुवत्त्वष्टा रूपेव तक्ष्या च् अस्य क्रत्वा यशस्वतः
As Tvashtar has shaped this one, as a craftsman fashions forms, so by his will is the glory of the renowned one.
अ अयं विश्वा अभि श्रियो ऽग्निर्देवेषु पत्यते च् आ वाजैरुप नो गमत्
This Agni, lord among the gods, surpasses all splendors; may he come to us with prizes.
अ इममिन्द्र सुतं पिब ज्येष्ठममर्त्यं मदम् च् शुक्रस्य त्वाभ्यक्षरन्धारा ऋतस्य सादने
Drink this pressed Soma, O Indra, the greatest, immortal exhilaration; the bright streams have flowed to you in the seat of truth.
अ न किष्ट्वद्रथीतरो हरी यदिन्द्र यच्छसे च् न किष्ट्वानु मज्मना न किः स्वश्व आनशे
No charioteers surpass you, O Indra, when you harness your bays; none by their path, none by their own horses can reach you.
अ इन्द्राय नूनमर्चतोक्थानि च ब्रवीतन च् सुता अमत्सुरिन्दवो ज्येष्ठं नमस्यता सहः
Now honor Indra, recite praises; the pressed Somas, eager, worship the greatest power—revere him with strength.
अ इन्द्र जुषस्व प्र वहा याहि शूर हरिह च् पिबा सुतस्य मतिर्न मधोश्चकानश्चारुर्मदाय
Indra, accept, bring forth, come, hero, with your bays; drink the pressed Soma, as the thought of the sweet, delighting in the lovely exhilaration.
अ इन्द्र जठरं नव्यं न पृणस्व मधोर्दिवो न च् अस्य सुतस्य स्वार्नोप त्वा मदाः सुवाचो अस्थुः
Indra, fill your new belly as with the honey of heaven, as with this pressed Soma; to you the exhilarating, well-spoken draughts have come.
अ इन्द्रस्तुराषाण्मित्रो न जघान वृत्रं यतिर्न च् बिभेद वलं भृगुर्न ससाहे शत्रून्मदे सोमस्य
Indra, strong, like Mitra, slew Vritra; like a priest, he broke open Vala; like Bhrigu, he endured the enemies in the exhilaration of Soma.
तृतीय द्वितीयो ऽर्धः अ गोवित्पवस्व वसुविद्धिरण्यविद्रेतोधा इन्दो भुवनेष्वर्पितः च् त्वं सुवीरो असि सोम विश्ववित्तं त्वा नर उप गिरेम आसते
You, Soma, are the third and the second half; become the giver of cows, the knower of wealth, the finder of gold. Flow forth, O Indu, established in the worlds. You are heroic, Soma, all-knowing; to you the men come and sit with their songs.
अ त्वं नृचक्षा असि सोम विश्वतः पवमान वृषभ ता वि धावसि च् स नः पवस्व वसुमद्धिरण्यवद्वयं स्याम भुवनेषु जीवसे
You, Soma, are all-seeing among men, O purifying bull; you run everywhere. So flow for us, rich in wealth and gold, so that we may live among the worlds.
अ ईशान इमा भुवनानि ईयसे युजान इन्दो हरितः सुपर्ण्यः च् तास्ते क्षरन्तु मधुमद्घृतं पयस्तव व्रते सोम तिष्ठन्तु कृष्टयः
You, O Indu, master, move through these worlds, harnessing the swift, green-winged ones. Let them pour forth sweet ghee and milk; by your command, Soma, let the peoples stand firm.
अ पवमानस्य विश्ववित्प्र ते सर्गा असृक्षत च् सूर्यस्येव न रश्मयः
Of you, the purifying all-knower, O Soma, your streams have flowed forth, like the rays of the sun.
अ केतुं कृण्वं दिवस्परि विश्वा रूपाभ्यर्षसि च् समुद्रः सोम पिन्वसे
Making a banner across the sky, you pass through all forms; like the ocean, Soma, you swell.
अ जज्ञानो वाचमिष्यसि पवमान विधर्मणि च् क्रन्दं देवो न सूर्यः
Born, you seek out speech, O purifying one, in your course; you cry out like the god, the sun.
अ प्र सोमासो अधन्विषुः पवमानास इन्दवः च् श्रीणाना अप्सु वृञ्जते
The Somas have flowed forth, the purifying Indus; shining, they choose their place in the waters.
अ अभि गावो अधन्विषुरापो न प्रवता यतीः च् पुनाना इन्द्रमाशत
The cows have flowed forth, like waters descending in a stream; purified, they have reached Indra.
अ प्र पवमान धन्वसि सोमेन्द्राय मादनः च् नृभिर्यतो वि नीयसे
O purifying Soma, you flow forth, delighting Indra; led by men, you are carried away.
अ इन्दो यदद्रिभिः सुतः पवित्रं परिदीयसे च् अरमिन्द्रस्य धाम्ने
O Indu, when pressed by the stones, you are poured around the filter; you are fit for Indra's abode.
अ त्वं सोम नृमादनः पवस्व चर्षणीधृतिः च् सस्निर्यो अनुमाद्यः
You, Soma, delighting men, flow on, upholding the tribes; you are ever fresh, worthy of praise.
अ पवस्व वृत्रहन्तम उक्थेभिरनुमाद्यः च् शुचिः पावको अद्भुतः
Flow, O slayer of Vṛtra, most worthy of praise in hymns; pure, radiant, wondrous.
अ शुचिः पावक उच्यते सोमः सुतः स मधुमान् च् देवावीरघशंसहा
Pure, radiant, he is called; Soma, pressed, is sweet; divine, heroic, destroyer of reproach.
अ प्र कविर्देववीतये ऽव्या वारेभिरव्यत च् साह्वान्विश्वा अभि स्पृधः
The sage has protected for the gods, with unfailing streams; he has summoned all contests.
अ स हि ष्मा जरितृभ्य आ वाजं गोमन्तमिन्वति च् पवमानः सहस्रिणम्
For he indeed brings to the singers wealth rich in cows, a thousandfold, O purifying one.
अ परि विश्वानि चेतसा मृज्यसे पवसे मती च् स नः सोम श्रवो विदः
You are cleansed with all intelligence, purified by thought; grant us, Soma, fame.