E kui mā e, whakarongohia ake
Te waha e pā nei;
Tangi te umere, maranga te tūpeke,
He waka tomo pea?
Ka noho mai koutou i te nohanga māhorahora,
Whakarae tonu au te toka i Kaiwaka.
Auaka hoki rā e whakatangurutia,
He mamae noa ake nō roto ki te hoa,
Ka poka te ngaro noa i runga i te rārangi.
E iti tonu hoki, i arohatia ai.

Ko ana hakua te rite ki te tini;
Ko ana kai makamaka, e aroha nei au;
Ko te waka te tōia, te haumatia,
I te rā roa o te waru.

Are you hearing, old women,
The shouting and singing,
The dancing and reeling
From the bow fully laden?
But for me
Is the sea …
And the wild waves' caressing.
(Give no thought To the wild drought Within me.)
I weep for one missing.
Your hearts would soon gladden
If you saw him in summer
Stand in to port, laughing …
And for those at the hauling
Were gifts for each comer.