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In plain words
When will she come into the path of my eyes in Kāñcī, the supreme, the full digit of consciousness in the minds of the highest yogis, whose worship the good practise, who unsettled the ruler of the three cities as her bodice quivered over her full breasts?
Word for word
The one by whom the Tripura-ruler was made unsteady by the bodice flashing clearly on the full-breast slope, whose worship is practised by the good, of the eyes the path reaches my when indeed in Kāñcī, the supreme, of the supreme yogis in the mind, the cit-kalā, full?