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In plain words
Though I am drowning in the ocean of poverty, Mother, I ask nothing of anyone but you. Fulfill my longing now, as dawn and night yield richly like a bountiful cow.
Close to the Sanskrit
Though sunk in the ocean of poverty, O Goddess, I constantly ask with my voice for no other than you, Mother. Therefore fulfill this my desire, like the dawn and night, like a bountiful cow.