In plain words
Āṇṭāḷ, to the conch: Right-whorled conch: without the toil of travelling far to bathe at the sacred fords, you climbed into the hand of the one who felled and tore apart the twin marutam trees that stood there [by Nārada's curse], and made your home in it; and you have the fortune to plunge and bathe in the holy water of the mouth of red-eyed Māl, himself the holy water for the whole wide world.