Ye who observe this day be with us even thrice: far-stretching is you bounty, Asvins and your course. To you, as to a cloak in winter, we cleave close: you are to be drawn nigh unto us by the wise.
trayaḥ pavayo madhuvāhane rathe somasya venām anu viśva id viduḥ | traya skambhāsa skabhitāsa ārabhe trir naktaṃ yāthas trir v aśvinā divā ||
Three are the fellies in your honey-bearing car, that travels after Soma's loved one, as all know. Three are the pillars set upon it for support: thrice journey ye by night, O Asvins, thrice by day.
Thrice in the self-same day, ye Gods who banish want, sprinkle ye thrice to-day our sacrifice with meath; And thrice vouchsafe us store of food with plenteous strength, at evening, O ye Asvins, and at break of day.
Thrice come ye to our home, thrice to the righteous folk, thrice triply aid the man who well deserves your help. Thrice, O ye Asvins, bring us what shall make us glad; thrice send us store of food as nevermore to fail.
Thrice, O ye Asvins, bring to us abundant wealth: thrice in the Gods' assembly, thrice assist our thoughts. Thrice, grant ye us prosperity, thrice grant us fame; for the Sun's daughter hath mounted your three-wheeled car.
Thrice, Asvins, grant to us the heavenly medicines, thrice those of earth and thrice those that the waters hold, Favour and health and strength bestow upon my son; triple protection, Lords of Splendour, grant to him.
trir no aśvinā yajatā dive-dive pari tridhātu pṛthivīm aśāyatam | tisro nāsatyā rathyā parāvata ātmeva vātaḥ svasarāṇi gacchatam ||
Thrice are ye to be worshipped day by day by us: thrice, O ye Asvins, ye travel around the earth. Car-borne from far away, O ye Nasatyas, come, like vital air to bodies, come ye to the three.
Thrice, O ye Asvins, with the Seven Mother Streams; three are the jars, the triple offering is prepared. Three are the worlds, and moving on above the sky ye guard the firm-set vault of heaven through days and nights.
kva trī cakrā trivṛto rathasya kva trayo vandhuro ye sanīḷāḥ | kadā yogo vājino rāsabhasya yena yajñaṃ nāsatyopayāthaḥ ||
Where are the three wheels of your triple chariot, where are the three seats thereto firmly fastened? When will ye yoke the mighty ass that draws it, to bring you to our sacrifice. Nasatyas?
Nasatyas, come: the sacred gift is offered up; drink the sweet juice with lips that know the sweetness well. Savitar sends, before the dawn of day, your car, fraught with oil, various-coloured, to our sacrifice.
Come, O Nasatyas, with the thrice-eleven Gods; come, O ye Asvins, to the drinking of the meath. Make long our days of life, and wipe out all our sins: ward off our enemies; be with us evermore.
आ नो अश्विना त्रिवृता रथेनार्वाञ्चं रयिं वहतं सुवीरम् । शृण्वन्ता वाम् अवसे जोहवीमि वृधे च नो भवतं वाजसातौ ॥
ā no aśvinā trivṛtā rathenārvāñcaṃ rayiṃ vahataṃ suvīram | śṛṇvantā vām avase johavīmi vṛdhe ca no bhavataṃ vājasātau ||
Borne in your triple car, O Asvins, bring us present prosperity with noble offspring. I cry to you who hear me for protection be ye our helpers where men win the booty.