She once had a contest there;
She had no tenant to guard the place.
Pele spurns with her feet the long waves;
They give back a flash like her eye,
A flash that’s repeated on high.
Wonder and awe possess me!
When Pele came voyaging from the east
And landed at Mo’o-kini—
The rain poured down at Ku-malae—
Her people set up an image,