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In plain words
Bees ring the vermilion dust laid on his frontal lobes; his neck shines with gold-wrought bells and little tinkling bells; Cāmaras sway at both ears; he is like a cloud. O Mother, may this intoxicated elephant be for your delight.
Close to the Sanskrit
He on whose frontal lobes the placed vermilion powder is ringed by bees, whose neck shines with gold-wrought bells and little tinkling bells, who has Cāmaras swaying at the pair of ears, equal to a cloud — O Mother, may this intoxicated elephant be for your delight.