कान्त्यम्भःपूरपूर्णे लसदसितवलीभङ्गभास्वत्तरङ्गेगम्भीराकारनाभीचतुरतरमहावर्तशोभिन्युदारे ।क्रीडत्वानद्धहेमोदरनहनमहाबाडवाग्निप्रभाढ्येकामं दामोदरीयोदरसलिलनिधौ चित्तमत्स्यश्चिरं नः ॥
In plain words
May the fish of our mind sport endlessly in the ocean of Lord Damodara's belly—an ocean filled with radiant waters where dark skin-folds ripple like waves, where the deep navel forms a vast whirlpool, and which glows with the splendor of a golden girdle like a blazing submarine fire.
Close to the Sanskrit
May the fish of our mind sport for a long time indeed in the water-ocean of Damodara's belly, which is filled with a flood of radiance, possessing gleaming dark skin-folds for waves, shining with a deep navel as a vast great whirlpool, and rich in the splendor of the submarine fire tied by a golden waist-band.