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In plain words
O Mother Kāmākṣī, in the ruby palace of your feet, which bears a canopy of the fine silk of your lovely nails' rays, is made smooth by the brushing of the gods' crowns, and is spread with a coverlet of linen that is its own red glow, the woman who is awareness is easily reached by the wise. Victory to her.
Word for word
Conquers, O Mother, made of Chinese silk of lovely nail rays a canopy bearing, smooth from the striking of gods' crowns, possessing a linen spread of its own redness, O Kāmākṣī, easy to reach by the wise, the saṃvit-woman, in your foot-ruby-palace.