Kerea kerea, tōkia tōkia, kui kui whitiwhiti ora. Ka piri au ki te onepango, ka wiriau ki te onepango. Ka taea ano o te onewhero o ngā mātua tupuna. Dig dig, plant, plant and the cry of the pīpīwharauroa heralding the time for harvesting. I touch the black soil, I toil through the black soil until I reach the red soil, the blood of our ancestors.
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