« I am the house
Feeling the cold… my korowai taken from me
and I shudder in the grip of this sharp wind
Were you not stoking the fires
Keeping me warm
I was holding fort
You holding forth
Is the past too harder a task…I ask
And I wait as I do… …as I have… …as I will
As you come in your hundreds, thousands
Year after year we have shared the air
Embraced by the uri of Nga Hau e wha
I wait for the karanga to take you to the sky […] »
So who invited tu ?, Rosanna Raymonds
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