Good morning Garo Hill's

On the breast of the hills,
Close by cool streams,
Breathing the air of the hills,
Drinking from cool springs,
Having been born in the A'chik land,
On the breast of my mother,
Feeding on her milk and eating her food,
I dwell here in my Mother's Land.

Do you agree with me
That to the land of your Mother you owe your duty?
When shall i repay the dept?
Shall be able to clear it in my life time?
This I am asking in my heart
While I sing this song.