2Forth come your viands rich with store of pleasant meath, and cars and horses at the flushing of the daw n, Stripping the covering from the surrounded gloom, and spreading through mid−air bright radiance like the Sun.

3Drink of the meath with lips accustomed to the draught; harness for the meath's sake the chariot that ye love. Refresh the way ye go, refresh the paths with meath: hither, O Asvins, bring the skin that holds the meath.

4The swans ye have are friendly, rich in store of mcath, gold−pinioned, strong to draw, awake at early m orn, Swimming the flood, exultant, fain for draughts that cheer: ye come like flies to our libations of−the meat h.

5Well knowing solemn rites and rich in meath, the fires sing to the morning Asvins at the break of day, When with pure hands the prudent energetic priest hath with the stones pressed out the Soma rich in meat h.

6The rays advancing nigh, chasing with day the gloom, spread through the firmament bright radiance like the Sun; And the Sun harnessing his horses goeth forth: ye through your Godlike nature let his paths be known.

7Devout in thought I have declared, O Asvins, your chariot with good steeds, which lasts for ever, Wherewith ye travel swiftly through the regions to the prompt worshipper who brings oblation.