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In plain words
You carry the whole weight of what I get and what I keep. You are already at work handing me every good there is. You laid out the teaching yourself, on what is seen and on what is not. You fill the outside and the inside alike. You know everything. Compassion is the mine you are dug from. So what could I possibly have left to tell you? O Śambhu, you are the closest thing to me there is — that is what I remember, quietly, in my own mind, every single day.
Close to the Sanskrit
Of you — bearer of the burden of acquisition and preservation, exerting yourself in bestowing every good, adept in the instruction of doctrines concerning the seen and the unseen, pervading the outer and the inner, all-knowing, the mine of compassion — what is to be made known by me? O Śambhu, 'you are my supreme intimate' — thus, in my mind, I remember day after day.