In plain words
Yaśōdā begs: "Our master, the meaning of the four Vedas; you who once became a mother to the four-faced one [Brahmā], born on the fine lotus of your navel [when he had lost the four Vedas]; you who grew [as Trivikrama] till the whole face of the earth, the world of the stars and all that lies beyond were filled, feeling them out with your feet; you who came back conquering when the elephant [Kuvalayāpīḍa] and the seven bulls closed on you together: my lord, dance the ceṅkīrai for me once! Fighting bull of the herdsmen, dance, oh dance!"