O Svadhvara-born, honey-crested, may you approach Agni with radiant steeds; the swift Ashvins, skilled with hands, who pour soma, protect the sweet soma with mountain nymphs.

The ssacred fires, the instrumental uments of holy sacrifice the conveyers of libations, praise the associated Aśvins at the break of day, when the observant (priest) the conductor of the rite, with washed hands has expressed by the (grinding) stones the sweet-flavoured Soma juice.

Well knowing solemn rites and rich in meath, the fires sing to the morning Asvins at the break of day, When with pure hands the prudent energetic priest hath with the stones pressed out the Soma rich in meath.