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In plain words
O Mother, when will the good fortune my teacher has gathered for me bring me this: a sliver of moon as ornament, endless play in Kāñcī, a body's glow that steals the hue of dark iron, eyes that whisper to the ears, breasts warm with youth, hair that reaches to the calves?
Word for word
A sliver of the moon as ornament, always in Kāñcī play, dark-iron-lustre-stealing body glow, ear-whispering eyes, youth-warmth-scorching breast weight, calf-touching tresses, the fortune guru-gathered for me when would it bring about, O Ambikā?