। ॥
In plain words
O seed of liberation who has taken form, on whose head blossoms the moon, the cakora bird's whole kingdom, who gladdens the bank of the Kampā, again and again our minds long to rejoice in you.
Word for word
O form-possessing, O seed of mukti, on the head clustered with the cakora's empire, O Kampā-bank-gladdener, again and again in the mind the desire to rejoice is ours.