। ॥
In plain words
O Kāmākṣī, may the cast of your side glance, the teacher of beauty to the bees, in a moment bring me release from calamities. May a wave of words, able to make the heavenly river's waves seem low, dance freely in my mouth always.
Word for word
In a moment your, O Kāmākṣī, the bee-beauty-teaching guru, the glance-throw for my may it be for release from calamities; may it dance freely, the word-wave, skilled at lowering the waves of the river of the immortals' city, in the mouth my always.