। ॥ ४५ ॥
In plain words
O king-swan of my mind, enough of this fruitless roaming here and there! Give up other pursuits and make your eternal home in the nest of Śaṅkara's lotus feet—a refuge graced by the highest branches of the Vedas, resort of noble sages, giver of joy, destroyer of sorrow, and sweet with the dripping nectar of liberation.
Close to the Sanskrit
O crest-jewel of mind-birds, abandon fruitless wandering, enough with other things! Constantly make your resort and sport in the nest of the twin lotus feet of Śaṅkara—which is frequented by noble birds and the crests of Vedic trees, eternal, bestowing happiness, dispelling sorrow, and brightened by fruits that are streams of nectar.