The fields are cut, the fire is lit, and gratitude fills the Punjab air.

New harvest, new hope, same old warmth around the fire.

Somewhere between the folk songs and the fire, this festival finds your heart.

बेटी की पहली लोहड़ी हो या बेटे की, घर की रौनक दोनों से है।

May the flames rise high tonight and your troubles turn to ash.