AVAN,
O flowing waters of Avan Ardvisur Bano, upon Spenta Armaity, from this scorching heat, respite some we seek
Burning is Spenta Arnaity, a sprinkle, a shower for us, is a request meek.
Maa, pity have on farmers, labourers who with feet bare work, n for the animals n birds with dry beaks
Help us, cool our burning Earth, our Spenta Armaity, as Khorshed Yazad is at His peak
Armin Dutia Motashaw
