Aśvins, for you this sweet Soma has been poured; drink it now, offered yesterday, and grant wealth to the giver.
Come, Aśvins, on your three-wheeled chariot, beautiful in form, at the sacrifice the Kaṇvas pray to you.
O Aśvins, who uphold Law, drink this Soma; on the car laden with wealth come to him who offers it.
Wise Aśvins, sprinkle the sacrifice with the sweet juice on the triple heaped grass. The sons of Kaṇva, striving to reach heaven, call on you with Soma poured out.
O Aśvins, with those protections with which you guarded Kaṇva, keep us, Lords of Splendor; drink the Soma, strengtheners of holy Law.
O Mighty Ones, you gave Sudās abundant food, brought your treasure-laden car; Now grant us wealth, much desired, from heaven or the sea.
Nāsatyas, whether far or near, in Turvaśa, come on your lightly rolling chariot, with the sunbeams.
Let your chariots, adorned for sacrifice, bring you to our libations; bestow food on the giver and the giver-rightly.
Chiefs, sit on the sacred grass, on your chariot decked with a sunbright canopy, where you always bring wealth to the worshipper.
With praises and songs of praise we call you down, rich ones, to help us; for you have always in the Kaṇvas' beloved house drunk the Soma juice.