Own child of heavenly Haumea;
And thou Kukuena, that rules
In the rite of toothing the awa—
A brew that is fit for the gods—
Love-offering this of the stranger god,
Denied, alas, the road through upland
Ka-ú and the lowlands of Puna,
To Ka-ma’a and the bird-limed tree—
Sure route to the potent root of Apua—
The up-road to Ku-ka-la-ula,