In plain words
The poet, of the Lord: He who drank the poison from the tip of the sagging breast and ate the butter from the hanging sling for all to know, he who stood firm and fought the victorious, scheming elephant [Kuvalayāpīḍa] till it was destroyed, and he who split the beak of the crane [Bakāsura], is none but Māl, who crawled between the twin marutu trees and measured the earth.