Sama Veda

SECOND PART

BOOK V

Chapter II

HYMN 4 Soma Pavamana

1

This Bull, this chariot robes him in the sheep's long wool as heproceeds.
To war that wins a thousand spoils.

2

The dames of Trita with the stones urge forth this goldencoloured one,
Indu to Indra for his drink.

3

He like a falcon settles down amid the families of men,
Like lover speeding to his love.

4

This young exhilarating juice looks downward from its place in heaven,
This Soma drop that pierced the sieve.

5

Pressed for the draught, this tawny juice flows forth intelligent, calling out,
Unto the well-beloved place.

6

Him, here, the gold-decked skilful ten cleanse carefully, who make him bright.
And beauteous for the gladdening draught.