2O Asvins, like a pair of deer, like two wild cattle to the mead: Fly hither like two swans unto the juice we shed.

3O Asvins rich in gifts, accept our sacrifice to prosper it: Fly hither like two swans unto the juice we shed.

4As Atri when descending to the cavem called on you loudly like a wailing woman. Ye came to him, O Asvins, with the freshest and most auspicious fleetness of a falcon.

5Tree, part asunder like the side of her who bringeth forth a child. Ye Asvins, listen to my call: loose Saptavadhri from his bonds.

6For Saptavadhri, for the seer affrighted when he wept and wafled, Ye, Asvins, with your magic powers rent up the tree and shattered it.

7Like as the wind on every side ruffles a pool of lotuses, So stir in thee the babe unborn, so may the ten−month babe descend.

8Like as the wind, like as the wood, like as the sea is set astir, So also, ten−month babe, descend together with the after−birth.

9The child who hath for ten months' time been lying in his mother's side,− May he come forth alive, unharmed, yea, livingfrorn the living dame.