F ull of stirs -- a noisy city -- an exulting city, Thy pierced are not pierced of the sword, Nor dead in battle.
E koe, e ki tonu nei koe i te nge, he pa turituri, he pa koa: ko ou tangata i patua ehara i te mea patu na te hoari, ehara i te hunga i mate i te whawhai.
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