। ॥ ३५ ॥
In plain words
With agarwood oil whose scent keeps rising, with musk-water sweet on the air, with water of the yakṣa-paste whose perfume breaks open again and again, with saffron water too — with water steeped in flowers, with water carried from every sacred ford there is, with camphor-water poured out in armfuls: I am drawing your bath, Daughter of the Mountain. I offer it with love. Accept it.
Close to the Sanskrit
With agarwood oils whose scent rises up, with fragrant musk-water, with waters of the yakṣa-paste whose perfume bursts forth, and with saffron waters too; with flower-waters, with the waters of all the sacred fords without exception, with abundant floods of camphor-water — I prepare a bath for you, O Mountain-born One; with devotion I offer it: accept it.