। ॥
In plain words
O Kāmeśvarī, at the auspicious rite of Kāma's coronation, decked with festoons made of your swaying curls, the restless fall of your glance takes on the grace of a fluttering banner of blue lilies.
Word for word
At the sovereignty-auspicious-rite of the makara-bannered, swaying-curl-row-made-arch-garland-lovely, Kāmeśvarī, of a moving-lily-banner the grace reaches your restless-look-fall.