Ake aʻe ka manaʻo iā Maunawili
I ka holu lau kalo, lau kapalili.
I Makaliʻi au e ʻalawa maka
Kahi a ka mea huna a ka wahine.
Kiʻekiʻe i luna ke kū o Ahiki
A he nani he maikaʻi ke ʻike aku.
A hiki mākou i Makawao
He pōnaha wai lipo laʻi ka palai.
Ua hui pū nā wai aʻo ke āwawa
Me he lei hoʻohie no Hauwahine.
Na wai nō ʻo ia e ualo aku
I ka hoʻi hou mai a Keaʻiaʻi?
Eia aʻe nō ʻoe, e ka puʻu dālā
Ua nalo ka maikaʻi aʻo Mokulana.
Haʻina ʻia mai ana ka puana
No ka holu lau kalo, lau kapalili.

I yearn for Maunawili
The swaying kalo leaves, trembling leaves.
At Makaliʻi I see with a glance
The site of the woman’s secret.
Mt. Ahiki is high above
So wonderful to see.
When we reach Makawao
There is a pool deep and still with palai.
The waters of the valley once joined together
Like a beautiful lei for Hauwahine.
Who will cry out to her
When The Bright-Skinned One returns?
Here you come, hill of dollars
The beauty of Mokulana is lost.
Tell the summary of the song
For the swaying kalo leaves, trembling leaves.