। ॥
In plain words
O Mother Kāmākṣī, when the ladies of the gods' city bow, their heavy hair, lit by the whiteness of the light from your nails and the redness of your lotus feet, takes on the look of garlands of fresh bandhūka flowers woven with white mandāra.
Word for word
By whiteness of nail-born lights, by the redness of the glows of the lotus feet, your, O Mother, O Kāmākṣī, in bowing, they gain of garlands of fresh bandhūka flowers strung with mandāra the propriety, the hair masses of the women of the gods' city.