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In plain words
A seat laid with a crimson woolen rug. Flowers heaped up as offering. Countless jewelled lamps burning, and a gleaming canopy stretched overhead, the finest there is. Incense pouring out its sweetness, and the bees arriving in a rush at that scent, line after line of them, until the whole hall hums. May the inside of that shining pavilion pour blessing over me, and never once stop.
Close to the Sanskrit
Furnished with a seat spread with a crimson woolen blanket, accompanied by offerings of flowers, lovely with many blazing jewelled lamps, having a resplendent and most excellent canopy, humming with rows of bees gathering in a flurry at the fragrance poured out by the incense — may the interior of the splendid pavilion spread out auspicious good for me, ceaselessly.