This brave one is the shining Soma; his sacred generation was not created in vain. He did not put the young calves to the udderless hide nor the bull to the hornless cow; he was not devoid of beasts.

When effused, this quick-flowing Soma hastens to the filter like a steed let loose; while alighting he moves like a buffalo sharpening his pointed horns, like a warrior on a foray for cattle.

This Soma, pressed into the cleansing filter, hath run as 'twere a host let loose, the Courser; Like a strong bull who whets his horns kpen-pointed, like a brave warrior in the fray for cattle.