। ॥
In plain words
O Kāmākṣī, daughter of the mountain lord, victorious is the river Śoṇa in the guise of the clear red of your feet, white with flocks of swans that are your nails' spreading rays, green with moss that is the emerald light rising from your gleaming anklets.
Word for word
White with spreading swan rows of the abundance of nail rays, joined with moss of the rising emerald splendour of the flashing anklets, your, O Kāmākṣī, in the disguise of clear foot rosiness, the river named Śoṇa, O daughter of the mountain lord, conquers.