Rig Veda
pra rājā vācaṃ janayann asiṣyadad apo vasāno abhi gā iyakṣati gṛbhṇāti ripram avir asya tānvā śuddho devānām upa yāti niṣkṛtam
Raising his voice the King hath flowed upon his way: invested with the waters he would win the kine. The fleece retains his solid parts as though impure, and bright and cleansed he seeks the special place of Gods.
indrāya soma pari ṣicyase nṛbhir nṛcakṣā ūrmiḥ kavir ajyase vane pūrvīr hi te srutayaḥ santi yātave sahasram aśvā harayaś camūṣadaḥ
Thou, Soma, art effused for Indra by the men, balmed in the wood as wave, Sage, Viewer of mankind. Full many are the paths whereon thou mayest go: a thousand bay steeds hast thou resting in the bowls.
samudriyā apsaraso manīṣiṇam āsīnā antar abhi somam akṣaran tā īṃ hinvanti harmyasya sakṣaṇiṃ yācante sumnam pavamānam akṣitam
Apsarases who dwell in waters of the sea, sitting within, have flowed to Soma wise of heart. They urge the Master of the house upon his way, and to the Eternal Pavamana pray for bliss.
gojin naḥ somo rathajiddhiraṇyajit svarjid abjit pavate sahasrajit yaṃ devāsaś cakrire pītaye madaṃ svādiṣṭhaṃ drapsam aruṇam mayobhuvam
Soma flows on for u's as winner of the kine, winner of thousands, cars, water, and light, and gold; He whom the Gods have made a gladdening draught to drink, the drop most sweet to taste, weal-bringing, red of hue.
etāni soma pavamāno asmayuḥ satyāni kṛṇvan draviṇāny arṣasi jahi śatrum antike dūrake ca ya urvīṃ gavyūtim abhayaṃ ca nas kṛdhi
Soma, as Pavamana thou, our faithful Friend, making for us these real treasures, flowest on. Slay thou the enemy both near and far away: grant us security and ample pasturage.