In plain words
Yaśōdā calls: "Come now, come here, come now! Don't say 'I won't come': come now! I cannot bear to hear the neighbours say this and that and speak all manner of things about you. Oh, come, little one, everyone's delight! You who lifted the hill [Gōvardhana] as an umbrella, dancer of the pot-dance, meaning of the Vedas, my own Lord of Vēṅkaṭam, wondrous one, come here!"