कर्णस्थस्वर्णकम्रोज्ज्वलमकरमहाकुण्डलप्रोतदीप्य-न्माणिक्यश्रीप्रतानैः परिमिलितमलिश्यामलं कोमलं यत् ।प्रोद्यत्सूर्यांशुराजन्मरकतमुकुराकारचोरं मुरारे-र्गाढामागामिनीं नः शमयतु विपदं गण्डयोर्मण्डलं तत् ॥
In plain words
May the soft, dark beauty of Murari's cheeks—blended with the ruby glow of His great golden earrings and outshining an emerald mirror bright with morning sun—dispel all our coming sorrows.
Close to the Sanskrit
May that tender and dark expanse of Murari's two cheeks—intermingled with the spreading ruby-radiance of the bright makara-shaped golden earrings resting on the ears, and stealing the form of an emerald mirror shining with rising sunbeams—dispel our impending deep calamity.