“Alas, thou art my bosom companion, my love!
My companion of the cold watery home of Hilo.
I am from Hilo,
From the rain that pelts the leaves of the bread-fruit of Pi-i-honua;
For we live at the bread-fruit trees of Malama.
Love is shown by the tears,
Love is the friend of my companion,
My companion of the thick forests of Pana-ewa, [[105]]
Where you and I have trod,
Our only fellow-traveller our love.