In plain words
Yaśōdā calls to the women: Ladies, come and see how he is dressed, the sea-coloured one coming home behind the cattle: a roll of cloth in one ear, a red glory-lily in the other, a cloth garment held by a lovely broad sash, and a crescent necklace of cool pearls! Of all on earth who have borne a son, I alone have borne such a son, and no one else.