Those foremost, hairy-headed, bound with reins, standing upward, my charioteers again hasten. They release their old age and beget anew life; may they produce a living progeny threefold.

The curving tresses (of the flames) embrace him, (Agni), and when expiring spring aloft again to (greet) their coming (lord); rescuing them from decrepitude, he comes sounding aloud, genitive rating (in them) intenser animation and unimpaired vitality.

The maidens with long, tresses hold him in embrace; dead, they rise up again to meet the Living One. Releasing them from age with a loud roar he comes, filling them with new spirit, living, unsubdued.