The radiant Dawn has risen for glory, in its white splendor like the waves of water. She makes all paths easy, fair to travel, and richly shows herself kind and friendly.
We see that you are good: your light shines far; your beams and splendors reach up to heaven. You deck yourself, making your chest bare, shining in majesty, Goddess Morning.
The cows are red and bright that carry her, the Blessed One who spreads across the distance. She chases her foes like a valiant archer, like a swift warrior she drives back darkness.
Your ways are easy on the hills: you pass Unconquered! Self-luminous! through waters. So high, Goddess, with your wide path, Daughter of Heaven, bring wealth to give us comfort.
Dawn, bring me wealth: untroubled, with your oxen you bear riches at your will and pleasure; You, a Goddess, Child of Heaven, have shown yourself lovely through bounty when we called you early.
As birds fly out from their resting places, so men rise with stores of food at your dawning. Yes, to the generous mortal who stays at home, O Dawn Goddess, you bring much good.