In plain words
Yaśōdā coaxes: "The ghee I melted and put by, the boiled milk, the strained curds and the fragrant butter: since you were born, my Lord, I have never once found any of them left. You may do whatever you please; I will do nothing to you, so do not be cross. Smile your pearly smile, rub your nose against my breast, and drink at the breast!"