Song of Solomon 7
1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, prince’s daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skillful workman.
ʻE ʻofefine ʻoe tuʻi! Hono ʻikai fakaʻofoʻofa ho vaʻe mo ho topuvaʻe: ʻoku teuʻi lahi ho kofu vaʻe, ko e ngāue ʻae nima ʻoe tufunga poto.
2 Your body is like a round goblet, no mixed wine is wanting. Your waist is like a heap of wheat, set about with lilies.
Ko e fakamaʻu ʻo ho noʻotanga kofu ʻoku hangē ha ipu, ʻoku ʻikai masiva uaine: pea ʻoku tatau ho sino mo e u uite, kuo nonoʻo ʻaki ʻae ngaahi lile.
3 Your two breasts are like two fawns, that are twins of a roe.
ʻOku tatau ho ongo huhu mo e ongo kāseli, mui ʻoku na tatau.
4 Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.
ʻOku tatau ho kia mo ha fale lei ʻoku māʻolunga: pea tatau ho mata mo e anovai ika ʻi Hesiponi, ʻi he veʻe matapā ʻo Patalapini: ʻoku tatau ho ihu mo e fale leʻo ʻi Lepanoni ʻoku hanga ki Tamasikusi.
5 Your head on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in its tresses.
ʻOku tatau ho ʻulu mo Kameli, mo e louʻulu ʻo ho ʻulu ʻoku hangē ko e kulokula; kuo moʻua ʻae tuʻi ʻi he ngaahi potu ʻi fale.
6 How beautiful and how pleasant you are, love, for delights!
Oiau, hono ʻikai hoihoifua mo fakaʻofoʻofa koe, ʻa koe ko hoku ʻofaʻanga koeʻuhi ke u fiemālie ai!
7 This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit.
ʻOku tatau ho māʻolunga mo e ʻakau ko e paame, pea hangē ho ongo huhu ko e ngaahi fuhi vaine.
8 I said, “I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit.” Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the smell of your breath like apples.
Naʻaku pehē, “Te u kaka ʻi he ʻakau ko e paame, pea u puke ki hono ngaahi vaʻa:” pea ko eni foki, ʻoku tatau ho huhu mo e ngaahi fuhi vaine, mo e ngangatu ʻo ho mānava ʻo hangē ko e moli;
9 Your mouth is like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.
ʻOku tatau ʻae ngaahi lea mei ho ngutu mo e uaine lelei ʻoku huʻamelie: he naʻa mo kinautolu ʻoku mohe ʻoku fakalea ai.
10 I am my beloved’s. His desire is toward me.
ʻOku ʻo hoku ʻofaʻanga au, pea ʻoku ne holi pe kiate au.
11 Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.
Haʻu, ʻā hoku ʻofaʻanga, ke ta ō atu ki he ngoue; ke ta nofo ʻi he ngaahi potu kakai.
12 Let’s go early up to the vineyards. Let’s see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, and the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you my love.
Ke ta ō hengihengi ki he ngaahi ngoue vaine; ke ta mamata ki he vaine ʻi heʻene tupu lelei, mo e tupu ʻo hono fua mui, pea mo e fatakau ʻoe pomikanite: pea te u foaki ʻi ai ʻa ʻeku ʻofa kiate koe.
13 The mandrakes produce fragrance. At our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old, which I have stored up for you, my beloved.
ʻOku nanamu ʻae tutai, pea ʻoku ai ʻae ngaahi fua lelei ʻi hota veʻe matapā, kuo u tānaki koeʻuhi ko koe, ʻE hoku ʻofaʻanga.
