O Stoma, you grow bold in the praise of the fair one; the blind ones sought to drink for the seer Vaidathin. The steeds and friends prepared the savoury food and drank the Soma.

May the praises of Gaurivīti exalt you; you have humbled Pipru for the son of Vidathin; Ṛjiśvan preparing dressed viands, has, through your friendship brought you (to his presence), and you have drunk of his libation.

The lauds of Gauriviti made thee mighty to Vidathin's son, as prey, thou gavest Pipru. Rjisivan drew thee into friendship dressing the sacred food, and thou hast drunk his Soma.