The Victor, Padumuttara,
the World’s Best One, the Bull of Men,
like a blazing column of fire,
the Sambuddha then passed away.When the Great Hero passed away,
a stupa was piled up there then.
Day and night they attended on
the ultimate best relic-womb.With a pleased heart and happy mind
I made a sandalwood railing,
and giving mounds of incense too,
the stupa was then suitable.Transmigrating in existence,
whether it’s human or divine,
I saw no inferior state:
that’s the fruit of former karma.In the fifteen-hundredth aeon
ago, there were eight people.
All of them were named Samatta,
wheel-turning kings with great power.The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!
Thus indeed Venerable Saparivāriya Thera spoke these verses.
The legend of Saparivāriya Thera is finished.