ud u jyotir amṛtaṃ viśvajanyaṃ viśvānaraḥ savitā devo aśret | kratvā devānām ajaniṣṭa cakṣur āvir akar bhuvanaṃ viśvam uṣāḥ ||
Savitar God of all men hath sent upward his light, designed for all mankind, immortal. Through the Gods' power that Eye was first created. Dawn hath made all the universe apparent.
pra me panthā devayānā adṛśrann amardhanto vasubhir iṣkṛtāsaḥ | abhūd u ketur uṣasaḥ purastāt pratīcy āgād adhi harmyebhyaḥ ||
I see the paths which Gods are wont to travel, innocuous paths made ready by the Vasus. Eastward the flag of Dawn hath been uplifted; she hath come hither o'er the tops of houses.
तानीद् अहानि बहुलान्य् आसन् या प्राचीनम् उदिता सूर्यस्य । यतः परि जार इवाचरन्त्य् उषो ददृक्षे न पुनर् यतीव ॥
tānīd ahāni bahulāny āsan yā prācīnam uditā sūryasya | yataḥ pari jāra ivācaranty uṣo dadṛkṣe na punar yatīva ||
Great is, in truth, the number of the Mornings which were aforetime at the Sun's uprising. Since thou, O Dawn, hast been beheld repairing as to thy love, as one no more to leave him.
ta id devānāṃ sadhamāda āsann ṛtāvānaḥ kavayaḥ pūrvyāsaḥ | gūḷhaṃ jyotiḥ pitaro anv avindan satyamantrā ajanayann uṣāsam ||
They were the Gods' companions at the banquet, the ancient sages true to Law Eternal. The Fathers found the light that lay in darkness, and with effectual words begat the Morning.
समान ऊर्वे अधि संगतासः सं जानते न यतन्ते मिथस् ते । ते देवानां न मिनन्ति व्रतान्य् अमर्धन्तो वसुभिर् यादमानाः ॥
samāna ūrve adhi saṃgatāsaḥ saṃ jānate na yatante mithas te | te devānāṃ na minanti vratāny amardhanto vasubhir yādamānāḥ ||
Meeting together in the same enclosure, they strive not, of one mind, one with another. They never break the Gods' eternal statutes, and injure none, in rivalry with Vasus.
प्रति त्वा स्तोमैर् ईळते वसिष्ठा उषर्बुधः सुभगे तुष्टुवांसः । गवां नेत्री वाजपत्नी न उच्छोषः सुजाते प्रथमा जरस्व ॥
prati tvā stomair īḷate vasiṣṭhā uṣarbudhaḥ subhage tuṣṭuvāṃsaḥ | gavāṃ netrī vājapatnī na ucchoṣaḥ sujāte prathamā jarasva ||
Extolling thee, Blest Goddess, the Vasisthas, awake at early mom, with lauds implore thee. Leader of kine and Queen of all that strengthens, shine, come as first to us, O high-born Morning.
She bringeth bounty and sweet charm of voices. The flushing Dawn is sung by the Vasisthas, Giving us riches famed to distant places. Preserve us evermore, ye Gods, with blessings.