They know, the sons of Infinity,
How to ward off aversions.
Against the anguish of restraints,
Inimitable, they reveal the space of opportunity.
Let Sun purify it for us.
Let Wind, the healer, convey that happy tranquility
And blow away the faults.
Away the distress, away the frailty,
Ward off the weak-mindedness,
O sons of Infinity, protect us
From the anguish of restraints.