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In plain words
A beautiful country of enjoyment, its ground marked all over with floods of tears from joy of every kind, with the hair standing up on the skin; a country lived in by those who want nothing but the fruit of the everlasting place. Into that supreme contemplation of Sadāśiva I give myself.
Close to the Sanskrit
The lovely land of enjoyment, marked with floods of tears of manifold delight and with plainly risen horripilation; being resorted to by those who long for the fruit of the everlasting state — the supreme contemplation of Sadāśiva I take refuge in.