Forth toward the god have the honey’d drops streamed, even as milk-kine do; seated upon the holy grass, gifted with voice, with udders full, they’ve donned the ruddy swirl as raiment drawn from kine.

Ever bellowing, he calleth to those before him; his golden shoots let loose, the tawny one groweth sweet.

O’er the broad straining-cloth he wandereth, circling, and where he willeth, the god doth lay down his stems.

That soul-stirring draught, measured across the twinmaids Heaven and Earth, hath filled the deathless twain with undying milk, and both grew mighty at once.
Still seeking the great, boundless halves of the world, he came unto his full and final form.

Midway he roameth 'twixt the twain mothers, stirring the streams; by his own strength he swelleth his mark.

When held of men, the plant is decked in grain; and joining with his sister-kin—the ten—he wardeth his own crown.

With craft and thought is the poet born; the seed of truth was laid beyond the heavenly twins.

Those twain were the first to know of the two youths:
one birthed in hush, the other uplifted in light.

The seers of old beheld the shape of joy’s bright form, when the hawk from afar brought the stalk.

They cleansed him in rivers, the eager, well-grown plant, circling in rite, and worthy of song.

Ten maidens tend thee as thou art pressed, O Soma, whilst sages drive thee forth with thought and godly speech, through the sheep’s white fleece.
Held by men's hands, thou wilt unlock the treasure.

The sage-born songs, the holy tunes cry out to Soma, branch-crowned and bold, who in sweetness streameth down as a heavenly wave, awakening speech—the deathless one, who winneth wealth.

This is he who stirreth the tongue to sing in Heaven’s wide halls.
Soma, now made pure, abideth in the vats.
With waters and kine is he made fair, when the stones have pressed him.
Made pure again, the drop findeth the beloved wide space.

So cleanse thyself thus, O Soma, poured round in full, and fix for us strength of surpassing brightness.

We call upon Heaven and Earth, ever at peace.
O gods, grant us wealth full of heroes and bold.