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In plain words
O Mother Kāmākṣī, when the moon of awakening has risen and darkness has dwindled to nothing, your pair of feet, like a woman openly showing her love, covers her body with the white cloth of her nails' light and goes of her own accord to meet her lover, the heart.
Word for word
When risen the moon of awakening, darkness utterly having gone to a poor state, O Kāmākṣī, openly love showing, with white having covered the limbs, with the cloth of nail light, the foot-pair-woman your, O Mother, herself goes to tryst, truly, the heart.