[1178] Truly, it seems, some people here have spoken thus:
"He who has no mother of his own —
even as one who is not, so is he."
Come, Kaṇhā, let us die; there is no point in our living.
We have been given away by the lord of men to a brahmin in search of wealth,
an overbearing and cruel man, who beats us as though we were cattle.
These rose-apple (jambu) trees, the vedisas and the sinduvāras,
trees of various kinds — those, Kaṇhā, we must leave behind.
And these sacred figs (assattha) and jackfruit trees, the banyans and the kapitthanas,
fruit-trees of various kinds — those, Kaṇhā, we must leave behind.
These gardens stand here; this is the river of cool water,
where formerly we used to play — those, Kaṇhā, we must leave behind.
Flowers of various kinds up on this mountain,
which formerly we used to wear — those, Kaṇhā, we must leave behind.
Fruits of various kinds up on this mountain,
which formerly we used to eat — those, Kaṇhā, we must leave behind.
These little elephants and horses of ours, and these our oxen,
with which formerly we used to play — those, Kaṇhā, we must leave behind.
English translation from the Pali (Siam Raṭṭha edition) — under review, not for citation.