XII Soma Pavamana

1. Expressed by stones, O Soma, and urged through the long wool of the sheep,

Thou, entering the press-boards, even as men a fort, goldbued, hast settled in the vats.

2. He beautifies himself through the sheep's long fine wool, the bounteous, like the racing steed,

Even Soma Pavamana who shall be the joy of sages and of holy bards.