When I visited the house of the raja of Hitu Mesing about 1965, I recorded
a couple of kapatas sung by a man with an incredible voice named Ismael.
He was accompanied by a group of women who faithfully echoed every verse
he sang.  He had a beautiful drum shaped like a big wooden bowl with its
middle cut out and a skin stretched across its top.  I think they called
it a "rebana".

Here is one of these two kapatas from memory:

345.6.55........
6.5. 3.4.332........

(and repeating the words)

333..221........
3.2.2.2.171........

(Thus each couplet is sung once by the lead singer and then repeated by
the choir)

Yami he i lete
He i lete Hunut o

Yami mara ila
Wa au Samasuru o

Suli taa si lai
Sala ne kotika o

Another went like this:

66...66666......
55....555.......
66...6672.1.7.6.55...55555......

Upu Uli Halawan,
Sopo hini e!
Hitu a yupu a hata,
Lai na malono lima.