1O Amba! O Ambali! O Ambika!

2No one leadest me. The wicked horse is sleeping.

3O fair one, clad in fair raiment in the world of heaven be ye two covered.... {...several verses omitted from original translation...} 1 When the deer eateth grain,

5Dadhikravan have I sung, The swift strong horse. May he make our mouths fragrant; May he lengthen our days.

6Ye waters are healing; Further us to strength, To see great joy.

7The most auspicious flavour that is yours

8Accord to us here Like eager mothers.

9To him may we come with satisfaction, To whose dwelling ye quicken us, O waters, and propagate us.