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In plain words
They have left their mounts far behind. Brahmā, Viṣṇu, Śaṅkara and the rest stand in a ring with their crowned heads bowed, palms locked into a hollow, senses held still by sheer effort — and joyfully they wait for you to come out, Ambikā. The pavilion of jewels shines.
Close to the Sanskrit
By those who have left their vehicles far away, by those whose ring of crowned heads is bowed low, by those whose palms are bound into a cupped hollow, by those whose senses are restrained by effort — by Viriñci, Viṣṇu, Śaṃkara and the rest — your coming forth being awaited with joy, O Ambikā, the jewel pavilion shines.