The Passage

And now we Are on the way
Home is left behind
A leap in the dark
Embraced by waves
And framed by stars
Southerly land to find
May Kupe’s spirit guide
Our way on oceans wide
The thoughts are flying
So far away from home
The whales are breathing memories of The navigator’s tale
The wind is leading
Us on our strenuous way
The waka is gliding proud and splendid
On uncertain trail
May Kupe’s spirit guide
Our way on oceans wide
Chorus:
Distant land of dreams
Cloud-capped slopes bear silver streams
Birds so fair
Stir the air
Where tall trees gently sway
Land where ancients roam
Longing for your pleasant home
So, on and on!
Rehua is bright’ning our way
Through heavy storm and icy water
We keep our course — down south