In plain words
The poet, of what his eyes have seen: He tore open the body of the asura [Hiraṇya] who came grown huge; he is the First, the Benefactor, hard for Brahmā and the gods to reach, the pure one of Araṅgam. In his face those great eyes, dark, spreading wide, gleaming, long, with red lines running through them, have driven me out of my senses.