Toku tamaiti reka taiao,

P’u te ka waro i te maro.

Ivi pakari, kiko makeke;

Kii i te awi no te Kaki.

 

This day my son is happy,

The long sennit is wrapped about him.

His bones are hard, his flesh is solid;

The passion of the Kaki has seized him.

from ‘Mako Kaki’ (chant of the young unmarried)