Bind, bind together
that all may be firm, steadfast,
so that into thee,
O Tane, may enter not the
cold and stormy elements,
the Frost-wind, the Great Rain,
the Long Rain, the Cold Sleety Rain,
the Hailstones; that thou mayst
stand against the assault of the Mighty Wind,
the Long-prevailing Wind,
the tempests of the wind god Tawhiri-matea!
May all be warm and safe within thy walls!
These shall dwell therein-Warmth,
Heaped-up Warmth, and Glowing Heat,
Joy and Gladness, these are the people
who shall dwell within Tane
standing here before me! Now ’tis done!
Bring hither the axe, and bind it on.
Our work is o’er!