It was truly for my benefit 
that the Buddha went to the river Nerañjara. 
When I heard his teaching, 
I shunned wrong view. 

I used to perform a diverse spectrum of sacrifices; 
I served the sacred flame, 
imagining, “This is purity.” 
I was a blind, ordinary person. 

Caught in the thicket of wrong view, 
deluded by misapprehension. 
Thinking impurity was purity, 
I was blind and ignorant. 

I’ve abandoned wrong view; 
all rebirths are shattered. 
I serve the fire for those worthy of a religious donation: 
I bow to the Realized One. 

I’ve given up all delusion; 
craving for continued existence is shattered; 
transmigration through births is finished; 
now there’ll be no more future lives.