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In plain words
Prickled all over with risen gooseflesh from the unceasing embrace of the arms of the one who levelled the three cities, this neck of yours has all the grace of the stalk that lifts the lotus of your face — for lower down, the slender pearl necklace, white by nature and smudged dark with thick black aloe paste, carries the very tenderness of a lotus fibre.
Close to the Sanskrit
Thorn-bearing from the constant embrace of the arms of the subduer of the cities, this neck of yours holds the beauty of the stalk of the face-lotus — since below, the necklace-creeper, white of itself, darkened with the abundant mire of black aloe, bears the loveliness of a lotus fibre.