आ विश्ववाराश्विना गतं नः प्र तत् स्थानम् अवाचि वाम् पृथिव्याम् । अश्वो न वाजी शुनपृष्ठो अस्थाद् आ यत् सेदथुर् ध्रुवसे न योनिम् ॥
ā viśvavārāśvinā gataṃ naḥ pra tat sthānam avāci vām pṛthivyām | aśvo na vājī śunapṛṣṭho asthād ā yat sedathur dhruvase na yonim ||
Rich in all blessings, Asvins come ye hither: this place on earth is called your own possession, Like a strong horse with a fair back it standeth, whereon, as in a lap, ye seat you firmly.
सिषक्ति सा वां सुमतिश् चनिष्ठातापि घर्मो मनुषो दुरोणे । यो वां समुद्रान् सरितः पिपर्त्य् एतग्वा चिन् न सुयुजा युजानः ॥
siṣakti sā vāṃ sumatiś caniṣṭhātāpi gharmo manuṣo duroṇe | yo vāṃ samudrān saritaḥ piparty etagvā cin na suyujā yujānaḥ ||
This most delightful eulogy awaits you in the man's house drink-offering hath been heated, Which bringeth you over the seas and rivers, yoking as'twere two well-matched shining horses.
Whatever dwellings ye possess, O Asvins, in fields of men or in the streams of heaven, Resting upon the summit of the mountain, or bringing food to him who gives oblation,
caniṣṭaṃ devā oṣadhīṣv apsu yad yogyā aśnavaithe ṛṣīṇām | purūṇi ratnā dadhatau ny asme anu pūrvāṇi cakhyathur yugāni ||
Delight yourselves, ye Gods, in plants and waters when Rsis give them and ye find they suit You. Enriching us with treasures in abundance ye have looked back to former generations.
शुश्रुवांसा चिद् अश्विना पुरूण्य् अभि ब्रह्माणि चक्षाथे ऋषीणाम् । प्रति प्र यातं वरम् आ जनायास्मे वाम् अस्तु सुमतिश् चनिष्ठा ॥
śuśruvāṃsā cid aśvinā purūṇy abhi brahmāṇi cakṣāthe ṛṣīṇām | prati pra yātaṃ varam ā janāyāsme vām astu sumatiś caniṣṭhā ||
Asvins, though ye have heard them oft aforetime, regard the many prayers which Rsis offer. Come to the man even as his heart desireth: may we enjoy your most delightful favour.
यो वां यज्ञो नासत्या हविष्मान् कृतब्रह्मा समर्यो भवाति । उप प्र यातं वरम् आ वसिष्ठम् इमा ब्रह्माण्य् ऋच्यन्ते युवभ्याम् ॥
yo vāṃ yajño nāsatyā haviṣmān kṛtabrahmā samaryo bhavāti | upa pra yātaṃ varam ā vasiṣṭham imā brahmāṇy ṛcyante yuvabhyām ||
Come to the sacrifice offered you, Nasatyas, with men, oblations, and prayer duly uttered. Come to Vasistha as his heart desireth, for unto you these holy hymns are chanted.
This is the thought, this is the song, O Asvins: accept this hymn of ours, ye Steers, with favour. May these our prayers addressed to you come nigh you. Preserve us evermore, ye Gods, with blessings.