In plain words
Yaśōdā calls: "Even when I plead, 'I bow to you, Lord,' you will not heed me; if you go off with the curly-haired girls, link hands and dance the kuravai [a round dance, hand in hand] with them and then come back here, shall I count that a virtue, master of mischief? Still, Lord, if you let me put in the thread, I will afterwards give you big appams. Viṣṇu with dark locks, loved by women with broad shoulders smooth as bamboo, come here!"