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In plain words
I take refuge in the Goddess whose vīṇā rests against her breast. Curling locks adorn her; she dwells upon the lotus and opposes crooked minds. Her eyes glow red with rapture, and she enchants even Śiva, the enemy of Kāma. Daughter of the sage Mataṅga, she speaks with sweetness.
Close to the Sanskrit
I take refuge in her whose vīṇā rests against her bosom, who is adorned with curling locks, dwells upon the lotus, and is opposed to crooked minds; whose eyes are reddened with divine exhilaration, who enchants even Śiva, the enemy of Kāma, who is the daughter of sage Mataṅga and speaks sweetly.