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In plain words
In the cauldron-like knot of his matted hair, with the sheen of molten gold, the celestial river shines in rising, vine-like waves. He is eternal and subtle, with every fault eternally cast away. I contemplate him, inward-facing and south-faced.
Close to the Sanskrit
Him in whose matted-hair knot, a cauldron with the sheen of molten gold, the celestial river shines with rising tendrils of waves; eternal, subtle, with every fault eternally cast away; the inward-facing, south-faced one—I contemplate.