WITH HOMES, I CALL YOU, WHEN THE SUN HAS RISEN, MITA AND VARUṩA WHO ARE HOLY OF THOUGHT, WHO HAVE DIVINE POWER THAT COMES WITH GOOD HEED AT EACH MAN'S SUPPLICATION.
FOR THEY ARE ASURAS OF GODS, FRIENDLY MAKERS OF OUR LANDS THAT ARE EXCEEDINGLY FRUITFUL. MAY WE OBTAIN YOU, VARUṩA AND MITA, WHEREVER HEAVEN AND EARTH AND DAYS BLESS US.
BONDS OF THE SINNER, THEY BEAR MANY NOOSESES; THE WICKED MORTAL HARDLY MAY ESCAPE THEM. VARUṩA-MITA, MAY YOUR PATH OF ORDER BEAR US OVER TROUBLE AS A BOAT OVER WATER.
COME, TASTE OUR OFFERING, VARUṩA AND MITA; BEDEW OUR PASTURE WITH SWEET FOOD AND FATNESS. POUR DOWN IN PLENTY HERE UPON THE PEOPLE THE CHOICEST OF YOUR FAIR CELESTIAL WATER.
TO YOU THIS LAUD, O VARUṩA AND MITA, IS OFFERED, LIKE BRIGHT SOMA JUICE TO VĀYU. FAVOUR OUR SONGS OF PRAISE, WAKE THOUGHT AND SPIRIT. PRESERVE US EVERMORE, YE GODS, WITH BLESSINGS.