रूक्षस्मारेक्षुचापच्युतशरनिकरक्षीणलक्ष्मीकटाक्ष-प्रोत्फुल्लत्पद्ममालाविलसितमहितस्फाटिकैशानलिङ्गम् ।भूयाद्भूयो विभूत्यै मम भुवनपतेर्भूलताद्वन्द्वमध्या-दुत्थं तत्पुण्ड्रमूर्ध्वं जनिमरणतमःखण्डनं मण्डनं च ॥
In plain words
May the vertical sectarian mark rising between the eyebrows of the Lord of the universe ever bring us supreme welfare. It shines like a pure crystal emblem of Śiva garlanded with fresh lotuses, shattering the darkness of birth and death, and standing as His supreme ornament.
Close to the Sanskrit
May that upward vertical mark arisen from between the twin eyebrow-vines of the Lord of the worlds—which shines like a revered crystal Shiva-linga adorned with blooming lotus garlands, surpassing the glances dimmed by the cluster of arrows from the harsh bow of Smara—repeatedly be for my welfare, destroying the darkness of birth and death and acting as an ornament.