In plain words
Winning renown across the lands, continent upon continent, the motherland that gave birth to great souls; driving out the warriors of the West, the land of battle that won its freedom; gaining great fame for its learning, the land of Bharata that showed its brilliance; in music, in letters, in the learning of the sciences, the divine land that showed the power of the intellect; wondrous in its arts of painting: born in this land of Bharata, to guard the divine fortune of the land of Bharata the whole duty is yours, devotees! It shines brighter than the radiance of the sun, it surpasses the whiteness of snow, it is subtler far than the sky, it pervades all living beings; there is no atom without the Paramātma; filling all, it stays untouched itself. You are in Brahman, and Brahman is in you; between you and Brahman there is no difference. What else can I make known beyond this?