Kaao Hooniua Puuwai no Ka-miki / The Heart-Stirring Legend for Kamiki
Transcription
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Translation
The Heart-Stirring Legend for Kamiki
The Hero of the Quiet Calm of Kona with Its Billows— The Wonder Who Thwarted Luanuʻuanuʻupōʻelekapō and the Godly Council of Heha Waipiʻo’s Nine Cliffs, Shrouded in the Mist— The Expert that Took Away the Famous Cowry of Kalokunu, the Dust-Stirring Wind of Puakō.
Part Two
Kamiki and Makaʻiole Learn the Strokes of Lua Fighting — Entanglement in the Small Mesh Net Situated on the Ceiling — The Escape.
And as for Hio and Nananuʻu, they drew back their spears to throw them upon him, however, it was no trouble at all for him, as though it was child’s play for him. The spears that they had thrown had stuck in the dirt, and then Kamiki grabbed and dislodged them, and that’s when he said, “You will all die by my hand, the hand of the grandson of Kaʻuluhenuihihikoloiuka and Laninuikuiamamao.”
Then [Kamiki] ran full speed and reached the hill in order to turn that way and descend to the patch of mānienie grass to go down and reach Lanimaomao, leaving the container, namely Kapāpaʻiʻaoa, the vessel tied with olonā that was filled with kava, and turned back to meet Hio and Nananuʻu who were running after him, followed by the multitude, the myriad, and the plethora of gods.
Then Kamiki lifted the spear of these gods that he had taken, and he ran.
“Stay right there, or you will die by my hand, by the hand of the supernatural grandson of Kauluhenuihihikoloiuka, the one that smeared your arms with the gum of the rotten breadfruit, blackening your hairy arms. It is I that smeared Muki, the messenger of Luanuʻuanuʻupōʻelekapō. He has been left in the forest of Mahiki in bad shape, and the bones of that traveler have been left on a path of uselessness [nothing that he had set out to do had come about].”
And Kamiki heard them say, “We’ll see about that,” and then the spears of the gods rained down, and immediately the battle ensued.
Kamiki began to slaughter these supernatural beings until their bodies piled up, and as for Hio and Nananuʻu, they ran until reaching Luanuʻuanuʻupōʻelekapō, and told him of how the multitude, the myriad, the plethora of gods were defeated by Kamiki, “and your messenger, our Lord, he lays in Mahiki with his legs beaten and smashed up.”
This human mū is incredibly strong, exceedingly swift, and his body is slick with the foul rotten breadfruit that you smell on us, O chief.”
Then the famous conch shell of “Hano,” which was named Kihapū, was blown, the conch shell that Puapualenalena, the supernatural dog fetched and stole from the multitude, the myriad, and the plethora of gods of Waipiʻo, and here this shell is at the Kamehameha school’s museum until this day as a undeniable witness to the truth of this story.
The conch shell sounded repeatedly, and when the gods heard, each one turned back, and they kept going until the night was completely black, all of the gods turned back, and those who had died and were injured were a great multitude, and they are the ones that are no longer seen at this time that these gods assemble and gather.
Here, dear reader, let us leave the assembly of the god, and let us return to the hero of this story.
Kamiki was engaged in battle with the multitude, the myriad, and the plethora of the gods, until they fled and the leaders had fled far away. Then he turned and ran to grab the kava container, and quicker than a flash, he reached the door of his grandmother’s house.
The grandmother saw her grandson, and called out, “Is it you?
O Nana, which makes the sun flutter,
O Nana, which makes the rain flutter,
O Nana, which makes the wind flutter,
O Nana, which makes the storm flutter,
O Nana, which makes the sea flutter,
O Nana, which makes the calm flutter,
O Nana, which makes the birds flutter in flight,
O Nanaikauluokamalama,
O Nanaikauluike[kihi]okahōkū,
Namely Hikiʻimakaʻōunulau,
Answer your name chant,
Answer in greeting.
O Lanipipiliikamakaokeakua,
O Lanioakaikamakaokeahi,
O Lanipapanuʻuikamakaokauila,
O Lanikiloikamakaowahilani,
O Lanikiʻeiahālōikekihiokamalamanui of
Welehu, of the shaded moon,
Welehu, of the shaded sun,
Welehu, of the shaded rain,
Welehu, of the shaded wind,
Welehu, of the shaded storm,
Welehu, of the shaded calm,
Welehu, the flowers of the tree are shaded,
Welehu, the tassels of the sugarcane are shaded,
Let it be fulfilled; let it be fulfilled! Hear, harken to me.
My grandmothers have harkened to me, whose names are,
O Laninuikuiamamao,
O Kahuliʻelipapahonuamea,
O ʻŌhiʻanuimoeawakea,
O Kūmākuamoeawakea,
The women that lay about in the day,
O Kauluhenuihihikoloiuka,
O Hihipeʻakaumanamanaikanahele,
O Kaʻohukolomaiilunaokalaʻau.”
“Save me, your child and my lordly elder brother, Kahuelokūikekihiokāʻelo.”
Then the roaring of the wind was heard and left, the rough waves broke, the rocks of Kānewāhilani rumbled and cracked in the embrace of Lanipipili and Lanihakoʻi, piercing the eye, the pupil of
Laniwahine of Nuʻumealani,
of Kamehalani, of Kamehaʻikana,
of Kuʻi the god in the lofty forest of Nuʻumealani,
The heavy rains rushed, and that is when the grandmother washed the smelly stain off of her grandson that had come from the rotten breadfruit he had smeared over himself as a sticky gum for the hands of the supernatural people of the cliffs of Waipiʻo in the mist, and that messenger god of Luanuʻuanuʻupōʻelekapō, namely Muki, who was left on the fruitless path in the old cold forest of Mahiki.
When Lanimamao finished bathing her grandson with the rain, suddenly, the rushing rain stopped, the voice of the thunder and seas silenced, the wind calmed and subdued, the walls of Lanipapanuʻupapahakumakumaiomea (the sky) became clear and visible, and the eyelashes of Lanipipili joined the eye of the god.
The grandmother said, “You really did go fast, and you really were alert and agile, you were very nimble and knowledgeable, and you were very persevering my grandson. And the place where you showed matchless expertise was in making yourself slippery with the smashed up food, the snack of Ua and company, brushing down your hairs until they lay slick, something that your grandmother had kept from you, that she had neither instructed nor taught the two of you, my grandsons.
Here, grandsons, you shall part ways, as Kamiki has accomplished all that your grandmother has commanded the two of you, from the retrieval of the kava container, the prized possession of Luanuʻuanuʻupōʻelekapō below Waipiʻo, and retrieving the sacred water of Kāne and Kanaloa.
“It was not a problem, and had I not been able to carry out the task, then I would have called my lordly elder brother to help me, if it is what will bring victory over the upstart, the rascal, the mischief-maker of the districts.”
Lanimaomao gave the kava bowl sacred to Lonomakahiki called “Hōkūʻula” to Kamiki, and gave the Kava strainer sacred to Lonomalama called “Kalauokekahuli” to Makaʻiole, along with the kava container called Kapāpaʻiʻaoa.
When you return, my grandsons, to the presence of your grandmother, then give to her this gift of mine, namely–
A voice, simply a voice,
Only the voice of love, that is the voice of love, namely aloha,
Here I am, let’s touch noses.
And she kissed the noses of her grandsons, and that is when their other grandmother called,
Arise, O Hoeloikamakaokauila
Arise, O Kīkoʻokoʻokalani,
Arise, Kīkoʻokoʻokahonua,
Arise, Kīkoʻokoʻokamauna,
Arise, Kīkoʻokoʻokamoana,
Arise, Kīkoʻokoʻokamakani,
Arise, O Kānelūhonuapapamea,
Stirred to move is
Hoʻokumukahonuaapapa,
Shaken to budge is
Hoʻokumukalaniahaiuliomakea.
Let all of the swiftness of you gods be transferred to these young boys, Kamiki and Makaʻiole, your beloved children in this world,
The kapu is profound, the freeing is profound.
It is all fulfilled. Let the kapu be freed.”
There was a tremble, the earth shook, and the grandmother called out to her grandsons, “Return.”
(To be continued.)
Citation: 1914 Mar 05. “Kaao Hooniua Puuwai no Ka-miki.” Ka Hoku o HawaiiV, olume VIII, Number 39, Page 1, Column 4-6. Not online. Translated by M. Puakea Nogelmeier. Institute of Hawaiian Language Research and Translation, n.d. Honolulu, HI: University of Hawaiʻi.
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