Come that which came from the heavens, O Ashvins, with well-formed hymns from the atmosphere; drink the sweet mead for the Kanvas' praise in the sacrifice.

Come from (the world of) man, come from the firmament, (attracted) by our pious praises, drink, Aśvins,the sweet Soma offered at the sacriice of the Kaṇvas.

Come hither from the Nahusas, come, drawn by pure hymns, from mid-air. O Asvins, drink the savoury juice shed in the Kanvas' sacrifice.