Ubbiritherīgāthā  Ubbirī

“Amma jīvāti vanamhi kandasi,  “You cry ‘Live, my dear mother!’ in the forest.
Attānaṁ adhigaccha ubbiri;  Ubbirī, get a hold of yourself!
Cullāsītisahassāni, 
Cullāsītisahassāni → cūḷāsītisahassāni (bj, sya1ed, sya2ed, pts1ed, pts2ed) Eighty-four thousand people,
Sabbā jīvasanāmikā;  all named ‘Live’,
Etamhāḷāhane daḍḍhā,  have been burnt in this funeral ground:
Tāsaṁ kamanusocasi”.  which one do you grieve for?”

“Abbahī vata me sallaṁ, 
Abbahī → abbuhi (sya1ed, sya2ed, pts1ed, pts2ed); abbuḷhaṁ (mr) “Oh! For you have plucked the arrow from me,
duddasaṁ hadayassitaṁ; 
hadayassitaṁ → hadayanissitaṁ (bj, sya1ed, sya2ed, pts1ed, pts2ed) so hard to see, stuck in the heart.
Yaṁ me sokaparetāya,  You’ve swept away the grief for my daughter
dhītusokaṁ byapānudi.  in which I once was mired.

Sājja abbūḷhasallāhaṁ,  Today I’ve plucked the arrow,
Nicchātā parinibbutā;  I’m hungerless, quenched.
Buddhaṁ dhammañca saṅghañca,  I go for refuge to that sage, the Buddha,
Upemi saraṇaṁ munin”ti.  to his teaching, and to the Sangha.”

… Ubbirī therī ….