1
With all her eyes, the Night Goddess looks at every spot, putting on all her glory: She has filled the emptiness.
2
Immortal. She has filled the sky and the depths, the Night Goddess has conquered darkness with her light.
3
As she approaches, the Dawn sets her sister in her place, and darkness disappears.
4
May this night favor us, O you whose paths we have walked like birds in their nests.
5
The villagers have gone home, and all that walks and all that flies, even falcons seeking prey.
6
Keep off the she-wolf and the wolf, O Urmya, keep thieves away; make it easy for us to pass.
7
She has come close to me, decked in rich colors, O Morning, erase it like debts.
8
I bring this praise like cattle, O Night, you child of heaven, accept it as a conqueror.