O Ābayu, non-Ābayu, dire is thy juice, O Ābayu; we eat the gruel made of thee.
Vihalha is thy father's name, thy mother's is Madāvati. Yea, verily thou art not he, thou who hast well protected life.
Go thou to rest, Tauvilikā! This noisy cry hath sunk to rest. Go hence, depart, Nirāla, thou! the tawny and the tawny- eared.
