- Aia i ka luna ʻo Papakōlea
- Ka ulua ʻumeʻume mikinolia
Kau pono aʻela i Pūowaina
Ahuwale nei kula loa ʻo Makiki
I Makiki hoʻi au me kuʻu aloha
I ke kui pua lei pua melia
Alia hoʻi ʻoe ka ua Tuahine
E alai nei paʻa ʻo Mānoa
Ua noa kou kino naʻu hoʻokahi
ʻAʻole na ka nui manu o ka lewa
Haʻina ʻia mai ana ka puana
Ka ulua ʻumeʻume mikinolia
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There on the heights of Papakōlea
Is the magnolia taunting sweetheart
Ascending Punchbowl hill
The plain of Makiki is clearly visible
I was at Makiki with my love
Stringing leis of sweet plumeria
Pausing awhile in the Tuahine rain
That blocks and obstructs Mānoa valley
Now that you're free, you'll be mine alone
Not to be shared with the many birds of the sky
I sing my song of love
For the magnolia taunting sweetheart
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