He lama kukui hoʻi au
E ʻōlino mau nō
Nā pua hiwahiwa o ka ʻāina
Nā pua aʻo Molokaʻi

Hui:
He lālā mai nō
I ke kumu
Ke kukui ʻā mau
O Molokaʻi

He ʻuala Lanikeha hoʻi au
Kau kehakeha lā i luna
He kama Ikiaea i luna
He kama aʻo Hoʻolehua

He nāʻū laha ʻole hoʻi au
O Haʻā, i mōhala mai ai
Ka wahine Puahiohio hoʻi
Ka wahine aʻo Mahana

He keiki Pūnana Leo hoʻi au
(I) ka ʻōlelo kupa o ka ʻāina
Nā kula loa o Hina
Nēia ʻāina aʻo Molokaʻi

I am likened to a bright torch of light
Shining ever so radiant
The cherished children of this land
We are the children of Molokaʻi

Chorus:
A child thriving, branching out
As an extension of my teacher, a firm tree
The light that shines endlessly
The kukui of Molokaʻi

I am likened to the revered Lanikeha sweet potato
Esteemed above all
The cherished child of the Ikiaea wind
The child of Hoʻolehua

I am likened to the rare nāʻū flower
Of Haʻā, that has bloomed
The goodness of the swirling Puahio winds
The goddess of Mahana

I am the proud child
Raised by the treasured voices of this land
Raised on the vast plains of Hina
On this land of Molokaʻi