O Ashvinis, I worship you. I also worship the sky that is your handiwork. You are the ordainers of the fruits of all acts from which even the celestials are not free; you are, however, free from the fruits of your actions.
तौ नासत्यावश्विनौ वां महेऽहं स्रजं च यां विभृथः पुष्करस्य। तौ नासत्यावमृतावृतावृधावृते देवास्तत् प्रपदे न सूते॥