Ko oku whakaaro kua pakaru
rite te houra, no te mea
nga whakaaro pai katoa
e whai ana i te aroha mo nga hua matamua
noho roa atu i nga karepe
a ka hopu i roto i te pounamu houra
He maha nga tumanako mo nga mirumiru
ki te whakatuwhera i te taupoki, a muri iho
ka pupuhi i te kapua moemoea
o te rangi ki roto i te ruma
engari he haumaru te houra
Kaua e wiri –
Kua tata ahau ki te paheke.
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My thoughts are broken
like the soda, because
all good ideas
pursuing love for the first fruits
stay longer than grapes
and catch in a soda bottle
There are many expectations for bubbles
to open the lid, and then
blowing the dream cloud
of heaven in the room
but the soda is safe
Do not be afraid –
I’m about to slip.
