The swift chariot of the Ashvins with prudent minds came near to us; for Soma-drinking they brought us help—may he make many others equal in heaven.

The sacred stones, Aśvins, the pious worshipers, Nāsatyās, have fallen upon their sacred functions,(to induce you) to drink the Soma; may all our enemies perish.

Asvins, with songs the singer stones have made you hasten hitherward, Nasatyas, to the Soma-draught. Let all the others die away.