Ṛgveda · Sūkta 9.105

9.105.1

तं वः॑ सखायो॒ मदा॑य पुना॒नम॒भि गा॑यत ।
शिशुं॒ न य॒ज्ञैः स्व॑दयन्त गू॒र्तिभिः॑ ॥

Friends, sing forth to him who is purified for exhilaration, Soma. Like a child, they relished him with sacrifices and with songs of praise.

सं व॒त्स इ॑व मा॒तृभि॒रिन्दु॑र्हिन्वा॒नो अ॑ज्यते ।
दे॒वा॒वीर्मदो॑ म॒तिभिः॒ परि॑ष्कृतः ॥

As a calf is driven together by its mothers, so the drop, helper of the gods, being urged on, flows as exhilaration adorned with prayers.

अ॒यं दक्षा॑य॒ साध॑नो अ॒यं शर्धा॑य वी॒तये॑ ।
अ॒यं दे॒वेभ्यो॒ मधु॑मत्तमः सु॒तः ॥

This one accomplishes for skill; this one for contest and for winning. For the gods, this one, sweetest with mead, has been pressed.

गोम॑न्न इन्दो॒ अश्व॑वत्सु॒तः सु॑दक्ष धन्व ।
शुचिं॑ ते॒ वर्ण॒मधि॒ गोषु॑ दीधरम् ॥

With cows and with horses, O drop, pressed out, flow for us. O skillful one, your bright color I have held upon the cows.

स नो॑ हरीणां पत॒ इन्दो॑ दे॒वप्स॑रस्तमः ।
सखे॑व॒ सख्ये॒ नर्यो॑ रु॒चे भ॑व ॥

You, O drop most attended by the gods, be lord of our bay horses. Like a friend to a friend, O manly one, be for brightness.

सने॑मि॒ त्वम॒स्मदाँ अदे॑वं॒ कं चि॑द॒त्रिण॑म् ।
सा॒ह्वाँ इ॑न्दो॒ परि॒ बाधो॒ अप॑ द्व॒युम् ॥

You, having a good wheel, O victorious drop, drive away from us any godless one, even an enemy of Atri; drive away the double-dealer.