hule ni maiye hule do bairi patthar chunle
do chull paiyyan khajura khajura sutiyaan meva
is munde di karo bakheva is munde di gotti nikali
o khaani churi kutadi o khaani churi kutadi
kut kut parya thaal munda hoya kudi de nihaal
kut kut parya thaal munda hoya kudi de nihaal

maayi paani aye te paagan kutenu vipa
kaara kutta nu duhaiiya denu jeevan mach gayi
mach gaya detu dudhha tere jeevan sage putt
sage putta di gudmaai shaanu sher shakkar paayi
hule ni maiye hule do bairi patthar chunle
do chull paiyyan khajura khajura sutiyaan meva
Is munde di karo bakheva is munde di gotti nikali
o khaani churi kutadi o khaani churi kutadi

kut kut parya thaal
munda hoya kudi de nihaal
kut kut parya thaal munda hoya kudi de nihaal
maayi paani aye te paagan kutenu vipa
kaara kutta nu duhaiiya denu jeevan mach gayi
mach gaya detu dudhha tere jeevan sage putt
sage putta di gudmaai shaanu sher shakkar paayi

Hula, Mother, hula, choose two stones of fate,
Two flames ignite, dates and slumbering almonds await.
This boy, deconstruct him, unravel his core,
Extract his essence, what he was waiting for.
Oh, the knife of the hunter, the knife of the hound,
Grind him, shatter him, till the girl is unbound.
Grind him, shatter him, into a blessed decree,
The boy transformed, for the maiden to be free.

Mother, water, quench the dog's thirst,
Give life to the dark hound, let it burst.
Let life's fire rage, give milk to your son,
The milk of your life, the journey begun.
To your own son, sweetness, a lion's embrace,
Hula, Mother, hula, choose the heart's space.
Two flames ignite, dates and slumbering almonds await,
This boy, deconstruct him, seal his fate.
Oh, the knife of the hunter, the knife of the hound.

Grind him, shatter him, into a blessed decree,
The boy transformed, for the maiden to be free.
Grind him, shatter him, into a blessed decree,
The boy transformed, for the maiden to be free.
Mother, water, quench the dog's thirst,
Give life to the dark hound, let it burst.
Let life's fire rage, give milk to your son,
The milk of your life, the journey begun.
To your own son, sweetness, a lion's embrace.