A voice that reaches Wahi-awá:
Our ears are stunned by this voice—
The voice, I say, of old Ocean!
The landscape still held her, and she continued:
O Wai-alua, la’i ehá, e!
Ehá ka malino lalo o Wai-alua.
TRANSLATION
Wai-alua has a fourfold calm,
That enfolds and broods o’er the land.
“Let us move on,” said Hiiaka to her companion, “there’s a pang next my heart. Had I meat in my hand, we’d trudge to a water-spring and so be refreshed until we came to the house of a friend. Let us move.”