The Guardians
Ancestors, chiefs, ariki from long past,
Rapa Nui beeseches you.
Turn your backs to the land of spirit,
Send us your blessings.
You who have fought,
You who have reigned,
You who have taught,
Blood of Hotu Matu'a in your veins.
We honor and sacrifice,
We labor and build,
We remember,
The Guardians of Rapa Nui.
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