1 Streams of this Potent One have flowed easily to the straining-cloth:

While he is cleansed he lifts his voice.

2 By pressers urged to speed, bellowing out while beautified,

He sends forth a very mighty sound.

3 Pour on us with thy stream man-conquering might which many crave,

Accompanied with hero sons.

4 Hither hath the Purifier flowed, the sap flowed hither in a stream,

To settle in the vats of wood.

5 To waters with the stones they drive thee tawny-hued, most rich in sweets,

In the Mighty One's name.

6 For the Mighty One, the Thunderer, press the Soma very rich in sweets,

Lovely, inspiriting, for strength.