THE drop of Soma juice effused flows onward with this stream impelled.

Rending strong places with its might.

Poured forth to Indra, Indra, to Soma and the Marut hosts, to Indra, flows the Soma juice.

With stones they press the Soma forth, the Strong conducted by the strong: They milk the liquor out with skill.

’Tis he whom Trita must refine, ’tis he who shall make Indra glad: The Tawny One is decked with tints.

Him do the Sons of Pṛśni milk, the dwelling-place of offering, Oblation lovely and most dear.

To him in one unitcd stream th-,se songs flow on straight forward. he, Loud voiced, hath made the milch-kine low.