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पुरोजिती वो अन्धसः सुताय मादयित्नवे। अप श्वानं श्नथिष्टन सखायो दीर्घजिह्व्यम्॥

purojitī vo andhasaḥ sutāya mādayitnave | apa śvānaṁ śnathiṣṭana sakhāyo dīrghajihvyam ||

FOR first possession of your juice, for the exhilarating drink, Drive ye away the dog, my friends, drive ye the long-tongued dog away.

यो धारया पावकया परिप्रस्यन्दते सुतः। इन्दुरश्वो न कृत्व्यः॥

yo dhārayā pāvakayā pariprasyandate sutaḥ | induraśvo na kṛtvyaḥ ||

He who with purifying stream, effused, comes flowing hitherward, Indu, is like an able steed.

तं दुरोषमभी नरः सोमं विश्वाच्या धिया। यज्ञं हिन्वन्त्यद्रिभिः॥

taṁ duroṣamabhī naraḥ somaṁ viśvācyā dhiyā | yajñaṁ hinvantyadribhiḥ ||

The men with all-pervading song send unassailable Soma forth, By pressing-stones, to sacrifice.

सुतासो मधुमत्तमाः सोमा इन्द्राय मन्दिनः। पवित्रवन्तो अक्षरन्देवान्गच्छन्तु वो मदाः॥

sutāso madhumattamāḥ somā indrāya mandinaḥ | pavitravanto akṣarandevāngacchantu vo madāḥ ||

The Somas, very rich in sweets, for which the sieve is destined, flow, Effused, the source of Indra's joy: may your strong juices reach the Gods.

इन्दुरिन्द्राय पवत इति देवासो अब्रुवन्। वाचस्पतिर्मखस्यते विश्वस्येशान ओजसा॥

indurindrāya pavata iti devāso abruvan | vācaspatirmakhasyate viśvasyeśāna ojasā ||

Indu flows on for Indra's sake: thus have the Deities declared. The Lord of Speech exerts himself, Ruler of all, because of might.

सहस्रधारः पवते समुद्रो वाचमीङ्खयः। सोमः पती रयीणां सखेन्द्रस्य दिवेदिवे॥

sahasradhāraḥ pavate samudro vācamīṅkhayaḥ | somaḥ patī rayīṇāṁ sakhendrasya divedive ||

Inciter of the voice of song, with thousand streams the ocean flows, Even Soma, Lord of opulence, the Friend of Indra, day by day.

अयं पूषा रयिर्भगः सोमः पुनानो अर्षति। पतिर्विश्वस्य भूमनो व्यख्यद्रोदसी उभे॥

ayaṁ pūṣā rayirbhagaḥ somaḥ punāno arṣati | patirviśvasya bhūmano vyakhyadrodasī ubhe ||

As Pusan, Fortune, Bhaga, comes this Soma while they make him pure. He, Lord of the multitude, hath looked upon the earth and heaven.

समु प्रिया अनूषत गावो मदाय घृष्वयः। सोमासः कृण्वते पथः पवमानास इन्दवः॥

samu priyā anūṣata gāvo madāya ghṛṣvayaḥ | somāsaḥ kṛṇvate pathaḥ pavamānāsa indavaḥ ||

The dear cows lowed in joyful mood together to the gladdening drink. The drops as they were purified, the Soma juices, made then paths.

य ओजिष्ठस्तमा भर पवमान श्रवाय्यम्। यः पञ्च चर्षणीरभि रयिं येन वनामहै॥

ya ojiṣṭhastamā bhara pavamāna śravāyyam | yaḥ pañca carṣaṇīrabhi rayiṁ yena vanāmahai ||

O Pavamana, bring the juice, the mightiest, worthy to be famed, Which the Five Tribes have over them, whereby we may win opulence.

सोमाः पवन्त इन्दवोऽस्मभ्यं गातुवित्तमाः। मित्राः सुवाना अरेपसः स्वाध्यः स्वर्विदः॥

somāḥ pavanta indavo'smabhyaṁ gātuvittamāḥ | mitrāḥ suvānā arepasaḥ svādhyaḥ svarvidaḥ ||

For us the Soma juices flow, the drops best furtherers of our weal, Effused as friends without a spot, benevolent, finders of the light.

सुष्वाणासो व्यद्रिभिश्चिताना गोरधि त्वचि। इषमस्मभ्यमभितः समस्वरन्वसुविदः॥

suṣvāṇāso vyadribhiścitānā goradhi tvaci | iṣamasmabhyamabhitaḥ samasvaranvasuvidaḥ ||

Effused by means of pressing-stones, upon the ox-hide visible, They, treasure-finders, have announced food unto us from every side.

एते पूता विपश्चितः सोमासो दध्याशिरः। सूर्यासो न दर्शतासो जिगत्नवो ध्रुवा घृते॥

ete pūtā vipaścitaḥ somāso dadhyāśiraḥ | sūryāso na darśatāso jigatnavo dhruvā ghṛte ||

Tlese Soma juices, skilled in song, purified, blent with milk and curd, When moving and when firmly laid in oil, resemble lovely Suns.

प्र सुन्वानस्यान्धसो मर्तो न वृत तद्वचः। अप श्वानमराधसं हता मखं न भृगवः॥

pra sunvānasyāndhaso marto na vṛta tadvacaḥ | apa śvānamarādhasaṁ hatā makhaṁ na bhṛgavaḥ ||

Let not the power of men restrain the voice of the outpouring juice: As Bhrgu's sons chased Makha, so drive ye the greedy hound away.

आ जामिरत्के अव्यत भुजे न पुत्र ओण्योः। सरज्जारो न योषणां वरो न योनिमासदम्॥

ā jāmiratke avyata bhuje na putra oṇyoḥ | sarajjāro na yoṣaṇāṁ varo na yonimāsadam ||

The Friend hath wrapped him in his robe, as in his parents arms, a son. He went, as lover to a dame, to take his station suitor-like.

स वीरो दक्षसाधनो वि यस्तस्तम्भ रोदसी। हरिः पवित्रे अव्यत वेधा न योनिमासदम्॥

sa vīro dakṣasādhano vi yastastambha rodasī | hariḥ pavitre avyata vedhā na yonimāsadam ||

That Hero who produces strength, he who hath propped both worlds apart, Gold-hued, hath wrapped him in the sieve, to settle, priest-like, in his place.

अव्यो वारेभिः पवते सोमो गव्ये अधि त्वचि। कनिक्रदद्वृषा हरिरिन्द्रस्याभ्येति निष्कृतम्॥

avyo vārebhiḥ pavate somo gavye adhi tvaci | kanikradadvṛṣā haririndrasyābhyeti niṣkṛtam ||

Soma upon the ox's skin through the sheep's wool flows purified. Bellowing out, the Tawny Steer goes on to Indra's special place.