In plain words
Yaśōdā begs the child: "With the ruby bells ringing on your waist, which wears a finely worked string of golden beads of the purest gold, and with the pearls in your coral mouth gleaming as you smile, gladly clap your hands, cappāṇi [the dance of clapping hands], with the hands that once took the earth for your own [from Mahābali]! Little one with dark curls, clap your hands!"