Oh Aten, who hadst thine existence in primeval time.
Thy rising is beautiful on the horizon of heaven.
Thou art lord of every land and thou shinest upon them.
Thou art Aten of the day and are revered in every foreign land.
And everyone shall speak your name and know that thou makest their lives.

The earth is in thy hands in as much as thou hast made us.
When thou risest mankind lives. When thou settest they die.
As long as thou art in the sky we live in thee.
And our eyes are all upon thy beauties until thou settest in the west.

Such beauty you have granted to me in the form of my queen, Nefertiti.