श्रीमदात्मने गुणैकसिन्धवे नमः शिवायधामलेशधूतकोकबन्धवे नमः शिवाय ।नामशेषितानमद्भवान्धवे नमः शिवायपामरेतरप्रधानबन्धवे नमः शिवाय ॥ १ ॥
In plain words
To the Self that is splendour itself, the one ocean into which every excellence pours — I bow to Śiva. A sliver of your light, and the sun that the cakravāka waits for goes pale — I bow to Śiva. For whoever bends the head to you, the deep well of birth and death is left with nothing but its name — I bow to Śiva. Closest kin to everyone who is not coarse of heart — I bow to Śiva.
Close to the Sanskrit
To the glorious Self, to the one ocean of all excellences — salutation to Śiva. To him by a sliver of whose radiance the sun, friend of the cakravāka, is shaken off — salutation to Śiva. To him by whom the well of worldly existence, for those who bow, is left as a mere name — salutation to Śiva. To him who is the foremost kinsman of those other than the base — salutation to Śiva.