लोकत्रयाधिपतिमप्रतिमप्रभावमीषत्प्रणम्य शिरसा प्रभविष्णुमीशम् ।जन्मान्तरप्रलयकल्पसहस्रजातमाशु प्रशान्तिमुपयाति नरस्य पापम् ॥इति ॥
In plain words
Lower your head even a little before the Lord of the three worlds, whose power nothing can be measured against, the mighty one who rules — and the wrong a person has piled up across other births, across the dissolving of worlds, across a thousand aeons, goes quiet. Quickly. So it is said.
Close to the Sanskrit
Having bowed even slightly with the head to the Lord of the three worlds, whose power is without equal, to the mighty Lord — a man's sin, arisen across other births, dissolutions, and thousands of aeons, swiftly comes to complete stilling. Thus.