हरि ॐ

At the time when The Mon is decorated like a horse and the rays of The Mon are produced like the rays of the Sun, at that time the fingers compete with each other and squeeze the juice of the Mon. The Mons who wish for hymns cover the waters and fall into the pot in this way, just as the gwala goes to the goshala to make the animals stronger. (1)

Som goes between them, dividing the water-holding space into two parts with his fast. Bhuvan for the omniscient Mon becomes elaborate. Just as the milking cows are rambhati in the goshala, so the praises that please and desire yajna call on Som in the yajna. (2)

When the wise som goes to the hymns, he makes a variety of journeys like the chariot of the knight. The wealth of the Mon gods gives to the stota. Som becomes a subject of praise in many yagnashalas for the growth of the wealth he gives. (3)

Mon are generated to give property. Mons come out of the vines to give money. Som gives food and age to the stotas. The Stotagans have become immortal by acquiring property from Mon. Wars are successful when Som is born. (4)

Hey Mon! Give us grain, ooz, horse and cow, expand the light for us and satisfy the gods. O you are pure, Mon! Monsters are alien to you. You destroy all the enemies. (5)