Moving Mountains
We cannot see but can believe
with a seed there is a tree
with love there is hope
we cannot see but can believe
its like moving mountains
we cannot see but can believe that the light and all its glory is still to come
E kore taea te kite ka taea te whakaponohia
He kaakano ka puta te raakau
He wai, ka puta te wairua ora
He aroha, ka puta te tumanako
E Kore taea te kite engari ka taea te whakaponohia
Ko te Aho Haeata
Akuanei ka hoki mai te Aho Haeata me tona kororia
Copyright © Tereiti Pohatu | Year Posted 2014
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