1 May this delightsome gift be prepared for Thee by tawny stones. Joying thereat, O Mighty One, with Thy bay steeds come; ascend Thy golden-coloured car.

2 In love Thou madest the Dawn glow, in love Thou madest the sun shine.

Thou, O Mighty One, knowing, thinking, Lord of Tawny Steeds, above all glories waxest great.

3 The heaven with streams of golden hue, earth with her tints of green and gold:

The golden Pair yield the Mighty One plenteous nourishment: between them moves the golden One.

4 When born to life the golden Bull illumines all the realm of light.

He takes His golden weapon, Lord of Tawny Steeds, the golden thunder in His arms.

5 The bright, the well-loved thunderbolt, girt with the bright, the Mighty One disclosed,

Disclosed the gift pressed out by tawny stones, with tawny steeds drove forth the kine.