I was living in Tivarā,
a garland-maker at that time.
I saw the Buddha, Stainless One,
Siddhattha, Worshipped by the World.

Happy, with pleasure in my heart,
I gave a handful of flowers.
In whichever place I’m reborn,
in accordance with that karma,

I enjoy the pleasant fruit of
what I did well, myself, back then.
I’m encircled by lovely flowers:
that’s the fruit of giving flowers.

In the ninety-four aeons since
I offered that flower to him,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
the fruit of Buddha-pūjā.

Starting ninety-four aeons hence,
and excepting the present time,
there were five hundred kings who lived;
all were known as Najjupama.

The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!

Thus indeed Venerable Uppalahatthiya Thera spoke these verses.

The legend of Uppalahatthiya Thera is finished.