K ua moti ona pa, he whenua waikore, he ururua, e kore e nohoia e tetahi tangata, e kore hoki tetahi tama a te tangata e tika na reira.
Its cities have been for a desolation, A dry land, and a wilderness, A land -- none doth dwell in them, Nor pass over into them doth a son of man.
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