1 For first possession of your juice, for the exhilarating drink, drive ye away the dog, my friends, drive ye the long-tongued dog away.

2 He who with purifying stream, poured out, comes flowing hitherward,

Is like an able steed.

3 The men with all-pervading song send the unassailable gift forth,

By pressing-stones, to worship.

4 The drops, very rich in sweets, for which the sieve is destined, flow,

Poured out, the source of joy: may your strong juices reach the righteous.

5 The pure drop flows on for the sake of the Mighty: thus have the angels declared.

The Lord of Speech exerts himself, Ruler of all, because of might.

6 Inciter of the voice of song, with thousand streams the ocean flows,

The Lord of opulence, the Friend of the Mighty, day by day.

7 As the Nourisher, Fortune, the Giver of fortune, comes this gift while they make him pure.

He, Lord of the multitude, hath looked upon the earth and heaven.

8 The dear cows lowed in joyful mood together to the gladdening drink.

The drops as they were purified made then paths.

9 O Purifier, bring the juice, the mightiest, worthy to be famed,

Which the Five Tribes have over them, whereby we may win opulence.

10 For us the juices flow, the drops best furtherers of our weal,

Poured out as friends without a spot, benevolent, finders of the light.

11 Poured out by means of pressing-stones, upon the ox-hide visible,

They, treasure-finders, have announced food unto us from every side.

12 These juices, skilled in song, purified, blent with milk and curd,

When moving and when firmly laid in oil, resemble lovely suns.

13 Let not the power of men restrain the voice of the outpouring juice:

As the sons of Bhrgu chased Makha, so drive ye the greedy hound away.

14 The Friend hath wrapped him in his robe, as in his parents' arms, a son.

He went, as a lover to a dame, to take his station suitor-like.

15 That Hero who produces strength, he who hath propped both worlds apart,

Gold-hued, hath wrapped him in the sieve, to settle, priest-like, in his place.

16 On the ox's skin through the sheep's wool flows the purified juice.

Sounding out, the Tawny Steer goes on to the special place of the Mighty.