Ka Lei Ali'i 'o' kalani - Kalai

Out of her family and into the ground

She wore her flowers

The length of her story has measured us all

Oh I remember

My mother raised up her children, under the royal lei of heaven

My fathers love was a given.

They had a marriage worth living.

My brother failed to his daemons.

The sickle swept him away.

Her mind grew tired of believing, so papa kept her heart beating

We’ll cry in the morning, laugh with the moon

We’ll wear her flowers

Home to my brother, my mother is gone

She’ll see her baby soon.

Her mind grew tired of believing.

The sickle swept her away

Her mind was tired of believing.

The sickle swept her away