शतमिन्नु शरदो अन्ति देवा यत्रा नश्चक्रा जरसं तनूनाम्
पुत्रासो यत्र पितरो भवन्ति मा नो मध्या रीरिषतायुर्गन्तोः
Shataminnu Sharado Anti Deva Yatra Nashchakra Jarasam Tanunam
Putraso Yatra Pitaro Bhavanti Ma No Madhya Ririshatayurgantoh
A hundred autumns are before us, O Gods, within which You have ordained the aging of our bodies,
Wherein sons become fathers in turn; do not cut short our lifespan in the midst of our journey.