Translation by Bhikkhuni Uppalavanna
Nandivisala, the son of the gods, standing on a side said this stanza to the Blessed One:
- "Born from dust we are four wheels, nine entrances
- And merit mixed with greed.
- Hero, how should we proceed?"
- "Cut, interest, the straps, desires, greed and demerit,
- Also uproot craving completely and then proceed."