O Heroes, ye bestow wonderful nourishment. send it to him whose songs are sweet Accordant, both of you, drive your car down to us, and drink the savoury Soma juice.
Approach ye and be near to us. drink, O ye Aśvins, of the meath. Draw forth the milk, ye Mighty, rich in genuine wealth: injure us not, and come to us.
The horses that convey you in their rapid flight down to the worshipper's abode, With these your speedy coursers, Heroes, Aśvins, come, ye Gods, come well-inclined to us.
Those who have led the way, like cars, offending none, those who are guardians of the men- Also through their own might the heroes have grown strong, and dwell in safe and happy homes.