I gaze at the rotoa,
i listen to the Ro'Toa.
Her sight delights me.
His Chant nourishes me.
He tells us and defines us.
I gaze at the rotoa,
i listen to the Ro'Toa.
As the Voice of Our Mother
guides us towards the Light.
The perfection of its flower
guides our fervor,
to always crave the best.
I hear the Ro'Toa...
I see the rotoa.