The fierce crier, the cuckoo, goes; hear in the night-guards the generations. What your teeth and the Ashvins' horses, manly ones, have chewed round about returns.

Your strong, lofty, moving, ever-progressing (ear) has been renowned at sacrifices ever since; Aśvins, leaders (of rites), Atri was rescued by your acts.

Strong is your swiftly moving steed, famed his exertion in the course When by your great deeds, Atyins, Chiefs, Atri is brought to us again.