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In plain words
May Paśupati’s glowing lower lip bestow abundant grace on you. Its ruby glow makes it seem the Kaustubha jewel itself, standing quietly nearby and longing to see its co-arisen companion, the poison in his throat. Pārvatī, softened by swelling love, drinks from that lip, whose light reddens every horizon.
Close to the Sanskrit
May that lower lip grant you surpassing riches. In its radiance it shines like the Kaustubha gem standing quietly nearby, longing out of deep affection for its co-arisen companion to behold the poison lodged in Paśupati’s throat; softened by rising love, the mountain’s daughter drinks that lip, whose brilliance reddens the ends of the worlds.