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In plain words
When I sit for japa, I remember Ambikā, the Divine Mother—anointed with kuṅkuma, fragrant musk touching her curls, a gentle smile in her glance; bearing arrows, bow, noose and goad; enchanting every heart; arrayed in crimson garlands, ornaments, and robes; radiant as a hibiscus.
Close to the Sanskrit
During japa I remember Ambikā, anointed with kuṅkuma and musk touching her locks, whose glance carries a gentle smile, who bears arrows, bow, noose and goad, who enchants all beings, is clothed and adorned in crimson garlands, ornaments and garments, and shines like the hibiscus flower.