Aukam of Saibai wove mats by the light of the moon,
When the moon rose she woke up and worked on her fine waku
She did no other work
It was always her way
Wove dry coconut leaves, under and up and then through,
Aukum of Saibai wove mats by the light of the moon
Aukum of Saibai wove mats by the light of the moon,
No one around was a finer maker of Waku,
The moon watched her closely
Knew she worked only for him,
When the moon set
She laid down her work, it was all she could do
The moon said to Aukum, I hope you'll come home to me soon
The moon said to Aukum come weave me a ring, come weave me a ring round our home,
Aukum of Saibai wove mats by the light of the moon
When she had finished she slept through the whole afternoon,
He knew that she loved him, And he loved her too
He swooped down one night
And took her back with him up to the sky woohoo
The moon said to Aukum now weave me a ring round our home
Weave me a ring in the circle that runs round the circle that runs round the moon
Aukum of Saibai noones makes me feel like you do
If you look closely
At the bright circle of the moons embrace
Aukam still weaves her mat there in that ring round the moon
The moon said to Aukum now weave me a ring round our home
Aukam of Saibai wove mats by the light of the moon
Weave me a ring in the circle that runs round the circle that runs round the moon
Aukum of Saibai noones makes me feel like you do
Aukam of Saibai wove mats by the light of the moon
Aukam of Saibai she wove mat s And at no other time"