The Sambuddha named Sumedha
was traveling through the bazaar
with downcast eyes,2 [speaking] few words,
mindful, with his sense[-doors] guarded. (1) 
[Then] those flowers [that I had] placed
became the Teacher’s canopy.
They flocked to5 the Great Elephant
like students to a [good] teacher. (3) 
In the thirty thousand aeons
since I offered [him] that flower,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that’s the fruit of Buddha-pūjā. (4) 
One hundred twenty aeons hence
there were five [different] kṣatriyans.
[All of them] were named Hatthiya,6
wheel-turning kings with great power. (5) 
The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
[I have] done what the Buddha taught! (6) 
Thus indeed Venerable Pañcchahatthiya Thera spoke these verses.
The legend of Pañcchahatthiya Thera is finished.