Pokarekare(English) - 1935

James Pitt-Payne, London and Ian Cousins, Opera Australia - 04 mar 2002

Tho' troubled are the waters of the Waiapu,
Yet at thy approach beloved
How tranquil they become.
O my belov'd, come soon to me,
Or I shall die, alas,
All for love of thee.
I have written you a letter,
And enclos'd with it a ring,
If your people should see them
Then the trouble will begin
O my belov'd,
Come soon to me,
Or I shall die, alas,
All for love of thee.
My love will never wither.
In the rays of the sun
But e'er be moistened
And refresh'd by my tears.
O my belov'd,
Come soon to me,
Or I shall die, alas,
All for love of thee.
Tho' my futile pen is broken
And finish'd is my paper,
My love for you, dearest,
Shall endure for ever more.
O my belov'd,
Come soon to me,
Or I shall die, alas,
All for love of thee.

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Pokarekare 1936
collected and arranged by
Ernest R. McKinley
copyright 1936 by W. H. Paling and Co. Lrd., Sydney
sequence by Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK
and Ian Cousins, Opera Australia
completed Monday 04 March 2002 at 13.09
in association with Doug Grierson
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