My farewell love goes forth to you.
Hiiaka now left behind her the wild and precipitous region of Kalalau and, passing through Miloli’i, came into Mana, a region famous for its heat, its sand-hills, and its tantalizing mirage. Mana was also the haunt of a swarm of little beings, elfs, brownies and what not, to whom Hiiaka courteously offered her salutations:
O Maná, aina a ke Akua,[7] e-e,
Aina a ke Akua i ka li’u;
O ka pa’a kolo hele i o, e-e!
E ho’i mai ana ka oe[8] i o’u nei, e-e.
TRANSLATION
Maná, thou land of the godling host,
Thou land of that wonder—mirage;
Swarming with creatures that creep and crawl!