Tides of Pounamu

Standing on the salt-stained wood

Watch the wake stretch out to sea

(e te tama)

Red blooms on the harbor's edge

Falling down in front of me

Ka huri

te tai, ka rere

te waka

My blessing goes with you,

my son

Hold tight to the greenstone at your breast (hoki mai ra)

Ferry lights are fading fast Heading south to the city lines (auē)

I feel the cold wind on the wharf

Underneath the dark designs

Ka huri te tai,

ka rere

te waka

My blessing goes with you,

my son

Hold tight to the greenstone at your breast (hoki mai ra)

Mā te atua koe e manaaki

Into the wide and open blue (ahahaha)

Ka huri

te tai, ka rere

te waka

My blessing goes with you,

my son

Hold tight to the greenstone at your breast (hoki mai ra)

Pounamu... My precious stone...

(tama... auē)