2. Laid in the press and flowing pure to Vayu and the Asvins, mayThese give us great heroic strength.
3. Soma, as thou art purified, incite to bounty Indra's heart,To seat him in the shrine of Gods!
4. The ten swift fingers deck thee forth seven ministers impel thee on,The sages have rejoiced in thee.
5. When through the filter thou art poured we clothe thee with a robe of milk,To be a rapturous feast for Gods.
6. When purified within the jars, Soma bright-red and golden-hued,Hath veiled him in a milky dress.
7. Flow onward to our wealthy lords. Drive all our enemies away:O lndu, pass into thy friend!
8. May we obtain thee, Indra's drink, who viewest men and findest light,Gain thee and progeny and food!
9. Send down the rain from heaven and make splendour upon the earth! Give us,O Soma, victory in war!