XXI Soma Pavamana

1. The rapture-shedding Somas have flowed forth in our assembly, pressed.

To glorify our liberal lords.

2. Now like a swan hemaketh all the company sing each his hymm

He like steed is bathed in milk.

3. And Trita's maidens onward urge the tawny-coloured with the stones,

Indu for Indra, for his drink.