In plain words
“Being beyond the reach of speech, to praise Your deeds, is it possible even for Brahmā and the gods! O Kṛṣṇa! I have waited for Your grace; hear my plea and protect me, Lord! the guru's son whom Death had carried off, You brought back and restored; You humbled the pride of Kāḷīya; You freed Vasudeva and Devakī from prison; You ended the distress of Kucela; You took away the crooked bends of misshapen Kubjā; when that Draupadī cried out ‘Hā Kṛṣṇa!’ You protected her; splendid, splendid! You guarded the Pāṇḍavas; You protected the sixteen thousand jewels among women; to praise Your deeds, is it possible even for Brahmā and the gods? O Kṛṣṇa! I have waited for Your grace; hear my plea and protect me, Lord!”
As Balarāma and Kṛṣṇa came walking down the street, the women came out of their houses and bowed to them. “These boys look like the sons of some great emperor; they shine with great splendour,” they whispered among themselves. Balarāma and Kṛṣṇa entered the royal palace. A wrestling match was going on there. In that bout no one was winning and no one was losing. Meanwhile Balarāma and Kṛṣṇa suddenly leapt up onto the dais, seized by the neck Kaṃsa, who was sitting there watching the contest, and pulled him down. Down from on high fell Kaṃsa. Kṛṣṇa set His foot on his belly and tore it open. Kaṃsa died. Kaṃsa's two wives, named Asti and Prāsti, could no longer stay there, and went away to their father's house.