I'll call the new Natlan Hydro: Maŋō

[Verse] Tiptoe on volcanic rock, mata ki te rangi wonder, Great stone faces stare, in mystery they ponder, Maŋō in the vai kava, fin slicing through the blue, Carving up the deep, stories ancient, true. [Bridge] Mata ki te rangi whispers, tales old and bold, Maŋō in the vai kava, then up on stage of waves. [Verse 2] In Natlan the fire that burns is the guardian of the land But Maŋō in the vai kava, swift and on demand, Legends carved in stone, maŋō's shadow in the lore, Circling the motu and the rano, all at the core. [Chorus] Maŋō, maŋō, feet up on the stage of vai The best in Sau-sau and Tamuré, oh how she dances Mata ki te rangi watchers, gaze from land to wave, Caught by ocean’s power, in the stories they saved. [Verse 3] Surf's up wild, on the reef it breaks, Maŋō prowls the depths, with moves it makes, Ancient chants echo, over waves they sing, Hailing maŋō, vai kava's primal queen. [Bridge] Mata ki te rangi heartbeat, rhythm of the tide, Maŋō in the vai kava, then up on the stage of waves. [Verse] Tiptoe on volcanic rock, mata ki te rangi wonder, Great stone faces stare, in mystery they ponder, Maŋō in the vai kava, fin slicing through the blue, Carving up the deep, stories ancient, true. [Bridge] Mata ki te rangi whispers, tales old and bold, Maŋō in the vai kava, then up on stage of waves. [Verse 2] In Natlan the fire that burns is the guardian of the land But Maŋō in the vai kava, swift and on demand, Legends carved in stone, maŋō's shadow in the lore, Circling the motu and the rano, all at the core. [Chorus] Maŋō, maŋō, feet up on the stage of vai The best in Sau-sau and Tamuré, oh how she dances Mata ki te rangi watchers, gaze from land to wave, Caught by ocean’s power, in the stories they saved. [Verse 3] Surf's up wild, on the reef it breaks, Maŋō prowls the depths, with moves it makes, Ancient chants echo, over waves they sing, Hailing maŋō, vai kava's primal queen. [Bridge] Mata ki te rangi heartbeat, rhythm of the tide, Maŋō in the vai kava, then up on the stage of waves. [Verse] Tiptoe on volcanic rock, mata ki te rangi wonder, Great stone faces stare, in mystery they ponder, Maŋō in the vai kava, fin slicing through the blue, Carving up the deep, stories ancient, true. [Bridge] Mata ki te rangi whispers, tales old and bold, Maŋō in the vai kava, then up on stage of waves. [Verse 2] In Natlan the fire that burns is the guardian of the land But Maŋō in the vai kava, swift and on demand, Legends carved in stone, maŋō's shadow in the lore, Circling the motu and the rano, all at the core. [Chorus] Maŋō, maŋō, feet up on the stage of vai The best in Sau-sau and Tamuré, oh how she dances Mata ki te rangi watchers, gaze from land to wave, Caught by ocean’s power, in the stories they saved. [Verse 3] Surf's up wild, on the reef it breaks, Maŋō prowls the depths, with moves it makes, Ancient chants echo, over waves they sing, Hailing maŋō, vai kava's primal queen. [Bridge] Mata ki te rangi heartbeat, rhythm of the tide, Maŋō in the vai kava, then up on the stage of waves.