HYMN CV. Soma Pavamana

1. SING; ye aloud, O friends, to him who makes him pure for gladdening drink:

They shall make sweet the Child with sacrifice and laud.

2 Like as a calf with mother cows, so Indu is urged forth and sent,

Glorified by our hymns, the God-delighting juice.

3 Effectual means of power is he, he is a banquet for the Troop,

He who hath been effused, most rich in meath, for Gods.

4 Flow to us, Indu, passing, strong, effused, with wealth of kine and steeds:

I will spread forth above the milk thy radiant hue.

5 Lord of the tawny, Indu thou who art the God's most special food,

As Friend to friend, for splendour be thou good to men.

6 Drive utterly, far away from us each godless, each voracious foe.

O Indu, overcome and drive the false afar.