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flower
te pua

to flower
kia puawai

beautiful flower
beautiful flower

you are a flower
he putiputi koe i katohia hei piri kite uma e te tau

if you are a flower
katohia koe e aue

what color is the flower
he aha te tae o te

they are fed and grow and flower
ka whangaia ka tupu, ka puawai

if you were a flower you would wail
me he puawai koe katohia koe i aue i taku uma e i poor ai e te tau

you are a flower and so...blossom!
he putiputi koe ko puawai mai

if you are a flower you will be cut off
me he puawai koe

a beautiful flower for beautiful women and men
he putiputi ataahua mo nga wahine ataahua ani

as for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.
ko te tangata ia, rite tonu ona ra ki o te tarutaru: kei te puawai o te mara, ko tona ngawhatanga

but the rich, in that he is made low: because as the flower of the grass he shall pass away.
me te tangata taonga ano, i te mea ka whakaititia: ka memeha atu hoki ia, ano he puawai tarutaru

and he made the vail of blue, and purple, and crimson, and fine linen, and wrought cherubims thereon.
i hanga ano e ia te arai ki te mea puru, papura, whero, ki te rinena pai; mahia iho hoki e ia ki te kerupa

the grass withereth, the flower fadeth: because the spirit of the lord bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass.
ko te tarutaru ka maroke, ko te puawai ka memenga, no te mea e hangia ana e te wairua o ihowa: he pono, he tarutaru te iwi

for all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. the grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away:
rite tonu hoki ki te tarutaru nga kikokiko katoa; ko te kororia katoa ano hoki o te tangata, ano he puawai tarutaru. e maroke te tarutaru, e ngahoro tona puawai

he rebuketh the sea, and maketh it dry, and drieth up all the rivers: bashan languisheth, and carmel, and the flower of lebanon languisheth.
e riria ana e ia te moana, a meinga ana kia maroke, a whakamaroketia ana nga awa katoa: e ngohe ana a pahana, me karamere, a kahakore noa iho te puawai o repanona

for afore the harvest, when the bud is perfect, and the sour grape is ripening in the flower, he shall both cut off the sprigs with pruning hooks, and take away and cut down the branches.
hei mua hoki i te kotinga, kia ngahoro te puawai, kia puta ki te puawai he karepe e maoa haere ana, na ka hatepea atu e ia nga peka ririki ki te tapahi peka, a ko nga manga ka tangohia, ka tapahia ki raro

the voice said, cry. and he said, what shall i cry? all flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field:
i mea mai te reo o tetahi, karanga. a ka mea tetahi, ko te aha kia karangatia e ahau? he tarutaru nga kikokiko katoa, a ko tona pai katoa, rite tonu ki te puawai o te parae

and the man of thine, whom i shall not cut off from mine altar, shall be to consume thine eyes, and to grieve thine heart: and all the increase of thine house shall die in the flower of their age.
na, ko te tangata au e kore e hautopea atu i taku aata, ka ai ia hei whakapaunga mo ou kanohi, hei whakamamae mo tou ngakau: whakakaumatua kau hoki nga whanau hou o tou whare, ka mate i to ratou taiohinga