1Here thou the call of the juice-drinking press-stone: mark thou the sage's hymn who sings and lauds thee! Take to thine inmost self these adorations!

2I know and ne'er forget the hymns and praises of thee, theconqueror, of thy power immortal. Thy name I ever utter, self-refulgent!

3Among mankind many are thy libations, and many a time the pious sage invokes thee. O Maghavan, be not long distant from us!