Sama Veda

SECOND PART

BOOK V

Chapter II

HYMN 7 Soma Pavamana

1

This Soma, strong effused for draught, flows to the purifying sieve,
Slaying the fiends, loving the Gods.

2

Far sighted, tawny-coloured, he flows to the sieve intelligent,
Bellowing to his place of rest.

3

This vigorous Pavamana runs forth to the luminous realm of heaven,
Fiend-slayer, through the sheep's long wool.

4

This Pavamana, up above on Trita's ridge, hath made the Sun,
Together with the Sisters, shine.

5

Effused, this Soma, Steer, who slays Vritra, room-giver, unbeguiled,
Hath gone as 'twere to win the spoil.

6

Urged by the sage upon his way, this God speeds forward to the: vats,
Indu to Indra, giving boons.