Deed in the Pacific
There lies a land so pure
Where tall snow peaked mountains
And golden sand shores
It's always been good to me
As I have grown
Such a special case to be
A stand that I call ocean
Aotearoa.
The jewels in the slean
Your islands are so green
Your crystal clear water
That flows from your streams
You'll always be part of me
Right here, in my soul
Whoever be there for me
You'll always be home .
Aotearoa. Land of the long white cloud .
