With all the Holy Thoughts, all being Mighty Ones! in close alliance wil the Mountains, Heaven, and Earth;
Accordant. of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, O Aśvins, drink the Soma juice.


Accept our praise-song as a youth accepts a maid. Come nigh, O ye Twain Gods, to all libations here.
Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, O Aśvins, bring us strengthening food.


Accept the songs we sing, accept the solemn rite. Come nigh, O ye Twain Gods, to all libations here.
Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, O Aśvins, bring us strengthening food.


Ye fly like swans, like those who travel on their way; like buffaloes ye seek the Soma we have shed.
Accordant, of one mind with Sūrya and with Dawn, come thrice, O Aśvins, to our home.


When sacrifice which tells our reverence hath begun. Heroes! to drink the gushing juice,
Approach, ye Aśvins, come to us: I call you, eager for your aid. Grant treasures to the worshipper.


Sate you with consecrated drink, with juice effused, ye Deities.
Approach, ye Aśvins, come to us: I call you, eager for your aid. Grant treasures to the worshipper.