Hai cercato la traduzione di during the storm you are the lighth... da Inglese a Maori

you are the best
aroha ana ahau ki a ratou

you are the master
te kaiwhakaora

you are the one i am
ko au, ko au tenei

you are the oldest child
ko ahau te mea tawhito

you are the age of my liver
ko koe te tau o toku ate e tama

you are the most beautiful girl to me
ko koe te kotiro tino ataahua ki ahau kua kitea e koe

you are the oldest you are the tuakana
ko koe te mea tawhit

i love you (you are the one i love)
kei te aroha au i a koe

what a goodlooking young man! i hope you had the best night manaia. you are the man brother
he taitamariki ataahua! ko te tumanako i whiwhi koe i te tino pai o te po manaia. ko koe te teina tane

if any man think himself to be a prophet, or spiritual, let him acknowledge that the things that i write unto you are the commandments of the lord.
ki te mea tetahi he poropiti ia, he tangata ranei i te wairua, mana e whakaae ki aku e tuhituhi atu nei ki a koutou, he ture ena na te ariki

the lord is slow to anger, and great in power, and will not at all acquit the wicked: the lord hath his way in the whirlwind and in the storm, and the clouds are the dust of his feet.
he puhoi a ihowa ki te riri, he nui tona kaha, e kore rawa e whakaharakoretia e ia te tangata hara. ko to ihowa ara kei te tukauati, kei te paroro, ko nga kapua te puehu o ona waewae

you are the lord the savior of the whole worldko tenei to iwi, e inoi atu nei arohatia matou manakitia mai matou, i roto i tenei ao
ko tenei to iwi, e inoi atu nei arohatia matou manakitia mai matou, i roto i tenei ao atoa

spend all your time waiting for that second chance for a break that would make it okay there's always some reason to feel not good enough and it's hard at the end of the day i need some distraction oh, beautiful release memories seep from my veins let me be empty oh, and weightless, and maybe i'll find some peace tonight in the arms of the angel fly away from here from this dark, cold, hotel room and the endlessness that you fear you are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie you're in the arms of the angel may you find some comfort here so tired of the straight line and everywhere you turn there's vultures and thieves at your back the storm keeps on twisting keep on building the lies that you make up for all that you lack it don't make no difference…
nga ringa o te anahera