WE have passed beyond the bounds of this darkness while, worshipping the gods, we sang their praises. The song invokes both the immortal Aśvins, far-reaching, born long ago, great WonderWorkers.
And, O Nāsatyas, the dear priest of men is seated, who brings sacrifice and offers worship, Be near and taste the sweet Soma, O Aśvins; with food, I call you to the sacrifices.
We choose you, and let our worship follow its course: ye Steers, accept this hymn with favor. Obeying you as your appointed servant, Vasiṣṭha sings with praise, arousing you.
And these Two Priests approach our people, united, demon-slayers, mighty-handed. The juices that invigorate are mixed. Do not injure us, but come with good fortune.
Come from the west, come from the east, Nāsatyas, come, Aśvins, from below and from above us. Bring wealth from all sides for the Fivefold People. Preserve us evermore, ye gods, with blessings.