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In plain words
O Śrī Kāmākṣī, daughter of the mountain, does fine speech learn the tradition of sweetness from your gentle smile, again and again, or does your gentle smile learn it from fine speech? So my mind is caught in a whirl on the road of doubt, and cannot set foot on the clear path of what is truly so.
Word for word
Fine speech learns whether, mountain-daughter, from the gentle smile your repeatedly the sweetness-teaching-tradition, or from speech then the gentle smile? Thus a certain enters my mind doubt-road-whirl; Śrī Kāmākṣī, not on the ultimate-path-clarity sets foot.