I've been to a place where the waves are mean,
where the sand glows green,
where the sea grass whips tall and lean.
I've been to a place where the seagulls play,
where the rocks fill the bay,
where the sun hits the water in pastel rays.
I've been to a place where the surfers go out and the seashells come in,
where the children grin,
where the drunks drink their drinks and swallow their sins.
I've been to a place where the sand flies bite,
where the stars shine bright,
where the moon holds the scars of the Taniwha's fight.
I've been to Te Arai.
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