Today I have called you, Aśvins, for aid, that wonderful chariot Which you ascended, red in path, swift to grant, for Surya’s sake.
Young and sought, easy to invoke, guiding deeds of might, It waits and serves, O Sobhari, with kindness, without rival or foe.
With our homage, Aśvins, these Two Omnipresent Deities We bring for help, for the worshipper’s dwelling, these who seek it.
One wheel moves swiftly round, one speeds its onward course, Like a milch-cow, O Lords of splendour, let your benevolence come to us.
Your chariot with triple seat and gold reins, famous car that traverses heaven and earth, Thereon Nāsatyas, Aśvins, come, as they did in the first harvest in the sky.
With your plough, when Manu helps, you ploughed the first harvest in the sky, Now, O Aśvins, with prayer and praise, we exalt you, now, in high dominion.
Come to us, Lords of ample wealth, by paths of eternal Law, Whereby to high dominion you raise Trksi, Trasadasyu’s son.
This Soma pressed with stones is yours, Heroes, Lords of plenteous wealth, Come to drink the Soma, come, drink in the worshipper’s abode.
O Aśvins, mount the chariot, the golden seat, Lords of plenteous wealth, And bring to us abundant food.
With those aids, you helped Paktha and Adhrigt; and Babhru severed from his friends— With those, O Aśvins, come hither with speed and soon, and heal whatever is diseased.
When we continually invoke the Aśvins, the resistless, at this time of day, We lovers of the song, with songs.
Through these, ye Mighty Ones, come hither to my call which brings all blessings, wears all forms— Through which, All-present Heroes, you strengthen Krvi, come through these.
I speak to both of these as such, these Aśvins whom I reverence at this time of day: With homage we entreat them both.
You who are Lords of splend