M atawaia rawa oku kanohi i te roimata, e ohooho ana oku whekau, kua maringi toku ate ki runga ki te whenua, he meatanga ki te wawahanga o te tamahine a toku iwi; no te mea hemo ana nga kohungahunga me nga mea ngote u i nga huarahi o te pa.
My eyes become weak from crying. My spirit is very troubled. My heart is poured out in sorrow, because my people have been destroyed, and because children and babies fall down weak in the city streets.
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