You are the blossom for me, white tebba flower
With prickly fruit, with sweet-smelling fragrance, leoi
Aptly you adorn the head of my friend,
My friend, the youth, who bears you, oi,
On the back of the dance floor, blossoms of equal size,
Equal are his steps in dancing,
Rhythmically he stamps on the boards, leoi.

You, too, I mix among my blossoms, flower of the ikug bush,
The short-stemmed, that grew of itself, leoi,
In the new clearing, in the new garden on the riverbank.
Aptly you adorn the head of my friend, leoi,
My friend, the kerei, the new kerei,
Equal are his steps in dancing,
Rhythmically he stamps on the boards, leoi.