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In plain words
Even a bare stump's shade — yours, Sthāṇu — lifts the burning off everyone who bows. Ah, Śiva! Sāmba, Sadāśiva, Śambhu, Śaṅkara: your two feet are my refuge.
Close to the Sanskrit
The shade even of a stump — yours — takes away the burning heat of those who bow; ah, O Śiva, O! Sāmba, Sadāśiva, Śambhu, Śaṅkara — the pair of your feet is my refuge.