K a puta ke ano i ahau a koutou hakari hei tangihanga, a koutou waiata katoa hei apakura; he taratara taku kakahu mo nga hope katoa; mo nga mahunga katoa he pakira; ka rite i ahau ki te tangihanga ki te huatahi, a ko tona mutunga hei ra mamae.
I will turn your feasts into mourning, And all your songs into lamentation; I will bring sackcloth on every waist, And baldness on every head; I will make it like mourning for an only son, And its end like a bitter day.
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