0.3UbbiritherīgāthāUbbirī
1.1“Amma jīvāti vanamhi kandasi,“You cry ‘Live, my dear mother!’ in the forest.11.2Attānaṁ adhigaccha ubbiri;Ubbirī, get a hold of yourself!1.3Cullāsītisahassāni,Eighty-four thousand people,1.4Sabbā jīvasanāmikā;all named ‘Live’,1.5Etamhāḷāhane daḍḍhā,have been burnt in this funeral ground:1.6Tāsaṁ kamanusocasi”.which one do you grieve for?”
2.1“Abbahī vata me sallaṁ,“Oh! For you have plucked the arrow from me,2.2duddasaṁ hadayassitaṁ;so hard to see, stuck in the heart.2.3Yaṁ me sokaparetāya,You’ve swept away the grief for my daughter2.4dhītusokaṁ byapānudi.in which I once was mired.
3.1Sājja abbūḷhasallāhaṁ,Today I’ve plucked the arrow,3.2Nicchātā parinibbutā;I’m hungerless, quenched.3.3Buddhaṁ dhammañca saṅghañca,I go for refuge to that sage, the Buddha,3.4Upemi saraṇaṁ munin”ti.to his teaching, and to the Saṅgha.”
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