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In plain words
O Śiva, your form shines white as camphor, and Gaṅgā rests within your abundant matted locks. O Sāmba, Sadāśiva, Śambhu, Śaṅkara—your feet are my refuge.
Close to the Sanskrit
O Lord whose body is white as camphor, who binds Gaṅgā within the abundant mass of matted locks; O Sāmba, Sadāśiva, Śambhu, Śaṅkara—your pair of feet is my refuge.