Mahtat chyang shana
Bawhkum hta du ra
Myi hpyi ni matut
Yup na ngu shakut
                                   
Tim—
Yup mi n mai
Kraw wang myit shawng shai
Tinang a lam
Amyu a lam
                                   
N-gyit da mai ai myit
Shi kam ai de pyen kabyit
Amerika, Afrika, jan ga, shata ga
Pyen gawai hkawm nga
 
Langai lahkawng hti yang yup ai da nga
Hti di, sen mi pyi du sa
Yup pyaw ai lam mi n nga
Yup lau lau di she ba
 
Tim kade n na yang—
Ulat hpunggam goi
Sawmrawm nhtoi htoi
Aten n nan galai
Shani n nan shangai, wa sai Goodbye, goodbye
Yup n pyaw ai, shana e

In the darkness of night,
head fallen on pillow,
pairs of eyelids connect
and try to sleep,

but cannot.
Chest fills with thoughts
about self and nation.

Uncontrollable mind wonders
America, Africa, sun and moon
freely across the globe.

It’s said that counting 1, 2, 3 leads to sleep
but it takes 100,000.
It’s exhausting, the struggle
to sleep.

But soon comes rooster’s declaration
beginning the new day.
Dawn approaches and day arrives
Goodbye, goodbye, sleepless night.