Papakura Marae
Kotahi te kohao o te ngira e kuhuna ai te miro ma, te miro pango, te miro whero
I muri kia mau ki te aroha, ki te ture, me te whakapono
There is but one eye to the needle through which the white, the black, and red threads must pass
After I'm gone hold fast to love, to justice and to the great spirit
Na Potatau Te Wherowhero Matutaera