। ॥
In plain words
O Kāmākṣī, in the milk ocean of the shine of your nails, dappled with black serpents that are the curls of Indra's queen swaying as she bows, the loveliness of your lotus feet spreads the glow of coral far and wide.
Word for word
In the milk-ocean water of nail lustre dappled by black snakes that are the naturally swinging curl masses of Namuci's foe's beloved clinging in salutation, your, of coral lustres the spread, O Kāmākṣī, increases the lotus-foot beauty.