Herbs
Parihaka
My friend, My friend, I hate to see you suffer
Events conspire to bring us to our knees
My friend, my friend, you've taken this the wrong way
Rise up, defend yourself, never give in
Look to the sky, the spirit of Te Whiti
The endless tide is murmuring his name

I know Te Whiti will never be defeated
And even at the darkest hour
His presence will remain
I'll sing to you the song of Parihaka

Te Whiti he used the language of the spirit
Then stood accused, the madman and his dream
He saw the train go roaring through the tunnel
He heard the voice travel on the magic wire
But he loved the silence of the river
He watched the dog piss on the cannon's wheel

I know Te Whiti will never be defeated
And even at the darkest hour
His presence will remain
I'll sing to you the song of Parihaka

One day you'll know the truth
They can't pull out the roots
Come and take me home
To weep for my lost brother
They gather still, the clouds of Taranaki
His children's children wearing the white plume
So take me for the sins of these sad islands
The wave still breaks on the rock of Rouhotu
And when you taste the salt that's on your pudding
And when you taste the sugar in your soup
Think of Te Whiti, he'll never be defeated
Even at the darkest hour
His presence will remain
I'll sing for you the song of Parihaka
Come to Parihaka
Weep for my lost brother
The spirit of nonviolence
Has come to fill the silence
Come to Parihaka