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In plain words
An ocean of water lies right there. The wind stands ready to lift and carry it. And still the cātaka bird, wild with thirst, waits for the cloud.
Close to the Sanskrit
Even though the water of the ocean is there, and even though the wind, the impeller, is there as well — even then the cātaka bird, tormented by thirst, waits for the cloud.