ལྷ་ཅིག་ཁྱོད་གསོན་མཆོག་དེ་ཞིང་པའི་གྲོང་དུ་བཞུད། །
The king hurriedly left together with his companions And saw the prince sitting on a hill by the farming village, Benefiting others and blazing with splendor, Like a trillion rising suns.
Light, Reality, Assembly