Sama Veda

FIRST PART

BOOK V

Chapter II

Decade IV Soma Pavamana

1

High is thy juice's birth: though set it heaven, on earth it hath obtained dread sheltering power and great renown.

2

In sweetest and most gladdening stream flow pure, O Soma, on thy way, pressed out for Indra, for his drink!

3

Flow onward mighty with thy stream, inspiriting the Maruts' Lord, winning all riches with thy power!

4

Flow onward with that juice of thine most excellent, that brings delight, slaying the wicked, dear to Gods!

5

Three several words are uttered: kine are lowing, cows who give the milk; the tawny-hued goes bellowing on.

6

For Indra girt by Maruts, flow, thou Indu, very rich in meath, to seat thee in the place of song!

7

Strong, mountain-born, the stalk hath been pressed in the streams for rapturous joy. Hawk-like he settles in his home.

8

Gold-hued! as one who giveth strength flow on for Gods to drink, a draught for Vayu and the Marut host!

9

Soma, the dweller on the hills, effused, hath flowed into the sieve. All-bounteous art thou in carouse.

10

The Sage of heaven whose heart is wise, when laid between both hands, with roars, gives us delightful powers of life.