In plain words
The cowherd girls, to Kṛṣṇa: You who sleep through the early night with your pure flower-like eyes closed in slumber: it is not only your aunts’ daughters standing here; all the others [your mothers-in-law, their mothers and other kin] have come too. This mischief of yours is not at all fitting; we are telling you plainly. Tender shoot of the cowherd clan, give us our clothes from the kuruntam tree.