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In plain words
She walks in the kadamba grove. To the gathered sages she is the rain-cloud coming on. Her hips outmatch the mountains; the beautiful women of heaven wait on her. Her eyes are lotuses just opened, her body dark as a cloud just risen. She keeps the house of the three-eyed one. In Tripurasundarī I take refuge.
Close to the Sanskrit
Her who roams in the kadamba grove, who is a gathering rain-cloud to the multitude of sages, whose hips have conquered the mountains, who is attended by the lovely women of the gods, whose eyes are fresh lotuses, who is dark as a newly risen rain-cloud, who is the household-consort of the three-eyed one — Tripurasundarī — I take refuge in.