On CChandabhāgā River’s bank,
I was a kinnarī back then.
And then I saw the God of Gods,
Bull of Men, walking back and forth. (1) 
Plucking a salala [flower,]
I gave it to the Best Buddha.
[And then] the Great Hero did sniff
the salala with divine scent. (2) 
Accepting [it] the Sambuddha,
Vipassi, Leader of the World,
Great Hero then sniffed [it again]
[for me] while I was watching [him]. (3) 
Pressing my hands together then,
I worshipped the Best of Bipeds.
Bringing pleasure to [my] own heart,
I then ascended the mountain. (4) 
In the ninety-one aeons since
I gave [him] that flower back then,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that’s the fruit of Buddha-pūjā. (5) 
My defilements are [now] burnt up;
all [new] existence is destroyed.
Like elephants with broken chains,
I am living without constraint. (6) 
Being in Best Buddha's presence
was a very good thing for me.
The three knowledges are attained;
[I have] done what the Buddha taught! (7) 
The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
[I have] done what the Buddha taught! (8) 
Thus indeed Bhikkhunī Salalapupphikā spoke these verses.
The legend of Salalapupphikā Therī is finished.
“Salala-Flower-er”. PTS reads saḷala.↩