Like the tree that bewitches the winter fish,
Maka-lei, tree famed from the age of night.
Truth is the counsel of night—
May it fruit and ripen above.
A messenger I bring you, O Laka,
To the girding of paû.
An opening festa this for thee and me;
To show the might of the god,
The power of the goddess,
Of Laka, the sister,