In plain words
The poet, of the Lord: The child who could never keep his stomach quiet swallowed the worlds [at the deluge] and drank the breast of the demoness [Pūtanā] and still was not satisfied; and when he swallowed the butter, the cowherd woman [Yaśōdā], angry, tied him with a knotted rope, and he, the Lord of all, stayed there bound.