híraṇyatvaṅ mádhuvarṇo ghr̥tásnuḥ pŕ̥kṣo váhann ā́ rátho vartate vām |
mánojavā aśvinā vā́taraṃhā yénātiyāthó duritā́ni víśvā ||
3 Covered with gold, meath-tinted, dropping fatness, your chariot with its freight of food comes hither, Swift as thought, Aśvins, rapid as the tempest, wherewith ye travel over all obstructions.