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In plain words
On the Kampā's bank shines a certain new splendour of compassion: in a black cloud, her hair, it shows a moonbright ketakī petal; in the midst of lightning, her face, it makes a garland of bees shine, her eyes; and in a blooming lotus, her foot, it raises the sweet cry of swans, her anklets.
Word for word
In a black cloud a moon-lustred petal of ketakī showing, in the middle of lightning of bees a garland making shine, the swans' cry in a blooming lotus sweet raising, on the Kampā's bank shines new a certain compassion-splendour.