Blessed garments, common robes, great was the poet praising the chants. He addressed the chariot when purified: the clear‑seeing awakened one spoke in the godly abode.

The great wise Soma, clothed in his auspicious war-vestments, the inspirer of praises-- enter into the vessle when purified, you who are sagacious and vigilant at the banquet of the gods.

Robed in fair raiment meet to wear in battle, a mighty Sage pronouncing invocations. Roll onward to the beakers as they cleanse thee, far-seeing at the feast of Gods, and watchful.