। ॥ ८० ॥
In plain words
You are content, filled with the highest nectar, seated on the lap of radiant Kāmeśvara, buried under drifts of flowers. And around you, stationed in the circles of the Śrīcakra, the goddesses bow to you with delight — the rays pouring from your blazing body have taken them up until their own nature is no longer other than yours. To them, humbly, we bow.
Close to the Sanskrit
Fully satisfied by the supreme nectar, seated on the lap of the radiant Kāmeśvara, worshipped with floods of flowers — you, the Bhagavatī — joyfully saluting you, having attained non-difference of essential nature through contact with the rays of your blazing body, stationed in the enclosures of the Śrīcakra: those deities we humbly salute.