`Auhea wale `oe e ka maoli
Ka mai`a lau pala o ke kuahiwi
 
 
 
Kaena ana `oe i kou kanaka u`i
I na hua ohi`a pala ha`ama
 
 
 
E ki`i a loa`a i ka wekiu
Ka liko ka lehua ke `ako mai
 
 
 
A`ole `oe a`o pua ka `ilima
E memele kohu ai nei po`ohiwi
 
 
 
Eia au nei pua ka lehua
Kohu ai ke kaunu ana i laila
 
 
 
Heaha no la ka`u hala nui
Au a`e paweo `ike `ole mai
 
 
 
Kohu `oli kahi mea o ka li`a `ana
Ho`okahi kawele pulu i ka hou
 
 
Ha`ina `ia mai ana ka puana
Ka mai`a lau pala o ke kuahiwi
Pay attention, you banana
The yellowing leaf banana of the mountains
 
 
 
You brag about your youthful physique
About the mountain apples half ripe
 
 
 
Go after and get to the top
To cut the leaf bud of the lehua
 
 
 
You are not the ilima flower
So becoming, the yellow on my shoulders
 
 
 
Here I am, the lehua flower
Suitable for loving
 
 
 
What is my great fault
You turn away, without looking at me
 
 
 
That person is unsuitable and not desirable
A towel damp with sweat
 
 
The story is told
The yellowing-leafed banana of the mountain