With mountains, thoughts, and sons blessed, the pure mother produced milk. With hairs and with timely union the honey-stream runs, pouring milk by day.

Effused by the stones and by the praises, fit for food, illuminating heaven and earth the parents (of the universe), pure, (the Soma), flows between the sheep's hairs, diluted (with the water) the stream of the exhilarating beverage (is purified) day by day.

Pressed by the stones, with hymns, and graciously inclined, illuminating both the Parents, Heaven and Earth, He flows in ordered season onward through the flee, a current of sweet juice still swelling day by day.