La leggenda di Mautoa [English translation]

He was alone and his story

To the moon he told.

The echo was not sleeping yet

And the voice stole from him:

He bathed her into the river

Which made it clear

And from the sky up to the mountain

Resonated clear,

Resonated clear.

And hearing that voice

Transformed from the echo

Hope enflamed to him

That she had returned;

He shouted loud "Come",

"Come," he heard

For the first time

He was not alone anymore,

He was not alone anymore.

Every night, a thousand nights

He called her from the mountain

And only her voice

Was not enough for him anymore

He looked for her far away

He went down to the sea

The heartless echo

Never answered him anymore,

Never answered him anymore.