1For us the Soma juices flow, the drops best furtherers of weal, Effused as friends, without a spot, benevolent, finders of the light.

2These Soma juices, skill.ed in song, purified, blent with milk and curd, Hastening on and firmly set in oil resemble beauteous suns.

3Effused by means of pressing- stones, upon the oxhide visible, They, treasure-finders, have announced food unto us from every side.