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In plain words
Pale as the rays of the autumn moon, their plumes catch the light; their golden handles flash with gems and strings of pearl. With these wondrous Cāmaras, O Jagadambā, my whole being full of Ānanda, I fan you.
Close to the Sanskrit
With Cāmaras pale-hued as the rays of the autumn moon, with golden handles glittering with gems and pearls — O Jagadambā, with these wondrous Cāmaras I fan you, with a fullness of Ānanda.