It opens a trail in the jungle.
Wai-lua breaks bar; the small fry are out,
The complots, too, of Lehua-wehe.
This attempt was a failure like those that had gone before. Lohiau, thereupon, sought relief for his artistic disappointment in song:
Wehe’a iho nei loko o ka moe;
Malamalama no me he ahi lele la,
No lalo, e; auwé ho’i au, e!
TRANSLATION
Failed, failed in my choicest ambition!—
Heralded, like a shooting star!—