गिदिँ गिदिँ सारि गिदिँ
सेजौनिबो बांसिन माय बजाखौ जाबनानै
दा आफाया माय मारा होदोँ
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मानै जारसि मोसौखौ
दोँसे दिरुंजोँ संग्रायनानै
लासै लासै गंसे लावथिजोँ बुनानै
दा आफाया माय मारा होदोँ
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लावथिजोँ बुस्रिबावदोँ
माय बिदां
सम सम सुखेनजोँ खायखांदोँ
गिदिँ गिदिँ बियो मारा होदोँ।

1.माय जिगाब होन्ना बुंब्ला
फिथाइ गास्रि जानाय माय बिफांखौ बुजियो
2. माय जिगाबखौ जोँ गोदानै मोनो
गोजां बोथोर समहालागै
3. माय जिगाबखौ जोँ गोबां खामानियाव बाहायनो हागौ
मख'जायो थारुन गायनाय
हायजेँ गायनाय
आलु गायनाय आरो गोबां खामानियाव
5. माय जिगाबखौ जोँ
मायहुं हुंना दोन्नानै
गोबां समसिम मोसौनि थाखाय आदार हिसाबै लाखिनो हागौ
6. गोजां बोथोराव जोँ जिगाबाव दुंबुर उन्दुनो हागौ
7. गोदोनि समाव जिगाबजोँ बुन्था सानानै
थाम्फै अरनायनिफ्राय रैखा मोननो हागौमोन।

There was a day,
When,
Water is flowing across hills to the valley
With the water, wave of sound is scrolling
melody of song and dance
Sprawl from hills to plains
everything glint up
‘Hoi la lia.... hoi la lai ..... ‘!
Rivers said to its people
In the hills “Barat’ is going on
Their women are determined to safe their nature and children!
Winds are blowing
From valley to the hills
In the wintery evening
Everything drenched by the aroma of new rice
The winds also carry the hum of ‘Mai Pathala’
Hills said to its people
Their young men are processing harvested paddy!
Now?
“Only sterile hills are there
Only sluggish waters are there”
People?
They are weeping around
for land, water and food.