कर्पूरैरमृतैर्जगज्जननि ते कामाक्षि चन्द्रातपैःमुक्ताहारगुणैर्मृणालवलयैर्मुग्धस्मितश्रीरियम् ।श्रीकाञ्चीपुरनायिके समतया संस्तूयते सज्जनै-स्तत्तादृङ्मम तापशान्तिविधये किं देवि मन्दायते ॥
In plain words
O Kāmākṣī, Mother of the world, Lady of Śrī Kāñcīpura, the good praise the beauty of your innocent smile as equal to camphor, nectar, moonlight, strings of pearls and bracelets of lotus fibre. Then why, O Goddess, is a thing so cooling slow to quiet my torment?
Word for word
With camphors, with nectars, world-mother, your, Kāmākṣī, with moonlights, with pearl-necklace-strings, with lotus-fibre-bracelets, the innocent-smile-beauty this, Śrī-Kāñcī-city-lady, as equal is praised by the good; then such for my torment-quieting why, Devī, is slow?