When the drunkenness is cast forth at the seat, like the Sindhu’s surging wave the sage perceived; Soma, fair one, settled upon splendour.

The wise soma, the bestower of exhilaration, dwells in the hall of (sacrifice), mixed with the waves of the river to a chant in the middle tone.

In the stream's wave wise Soma dwells, distilling rapture, in his seat, Resting upon a wiId-cow's hide.