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In plain words
Golden pitchers stand in rows, the bathing seat is cut from crystal, and the room is wide with everything else the bath will need. Bees, drunk on the fragrance, loop through the air in strands. A crimson canopy shimmers overhead. Gandharvas are singing, sweetly. Consort of Supreme Śiva — come into the bathing chamber.
Close to the Sanskrit
[Come to the bathing chamber which is] spacious with implements beginning with an array of golden pitchers and a crystal bathing seat, which has strands of bees intoxicated by the fragrance, which has a shimmering crimson canopy, which has the sweet song of gandharvas — O consort of Supreme Śiva, come to the bathing chamber.