Song of Solomon 6
1 Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Which way has he turned? We will seek him with you.
A ILA ihea i hele ai ka'u mea i aloha'i, E ka mea maikai mawaena o na wahine? Mahea la i huli aku ai kau mea i aloha'i, I imi pu hoi kakou ia ia?
2 My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens and to gather lilies.
Ua iho ka'u mea i aloha'i ilalo o kona kihapai, I ka mala o na mea ala, E ai ana iloko o ke kihapai, A e ohi hoi i na lilia.
3 I belong to my beloved and he belongs to me; he pastures his flock among the lilies.
No ka'u mea i aloha'i owau, A o ka'u mea i aloha'i, no'u ia: E ai ana ia mawaena o na lilia.
4 You are as beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.
Ua maikai oe, e ka'u mea i aloha'i, e like me Tireza, Ua nani hoi e like me Ierusalema; A he mea e makau ai e like me ka poe e amo ana i na hae.
5 Turn your eyes away from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Gilead.
E huli aku oe i kou mau maka mai o'u aku nei, No ka mea, ua lanakila laua maluna o'u. O kou lauoho, ua like ia me ka poe kao, E noho ana maluna o Giliada.
6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost.
O kou mau niho, ua like ia me ka poe hipa, E pii mai ana mai ka auau ana mai; Ua hanau palua lakou a pau, Aohe mea pa mawaena o lakou a pau.
7 Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
Me ka apana pomeraite, pela kou mau maka, Iloko o kou pale.
8 There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and maidens without number,
Aia na wahine alii he kanaono, Elua kanaha haiawahine, A o ka poe puupaa hoi, aole lakou e pau i ka heluia.
9 but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the favorite of the mother who bore her. The maidens see her and call her blessed; the queens and concubines sing her praises.
O ka'u manu nunu, ko'u mea maemae, hookahi no ia, He kamakahi ia na kona makuwahine, Oia wale no ka mea i alohaia e ka mea nana ia i hanau mai. Ua ike na kaikamahine ia ia, a hoomaikai aku la lakou; O na alii wahine a me na haiawahine hoi, Ua hoonani pu lakou ia ia.
10 Who is this who shines like the dawn, as fair as the moon, as bright as the sun, as majestic as the stars in procession?
Owai keia e nana mai ana e like me ka wehe ana o ke alaula? Ua konale ia e like me ka mahina, Ua maikai hoi ia e like me ka la, A he mea e makau ai e like me ka poe e amo ana i na hae.
11 I went down to the walnut grove to see the blossoms of the valley, to see if the vines were budding or the pomegranates were in bloom.
Ua iho au ilalo o ke kihapai agoza, E nana i na mea uliuli o ke awawa, E ike hoi i ka ulu ana o ka waina, A me ka pua ana o ka pomeraite:
12 Before I realized it, my desire had set me among the royal chariots of my people.
A emo ole, ua lilo aka ko'u uhane, E like me na kaa o Aminadiba.
13 Come back, come back, O Shulammite! Come back, come back, that we may gaze upon you. Why do you look at the Shulammite, as on the dance of Mahanaim?
E hoi, e hoi mai, e Sulamite, E hoi, e hoi mai i ike makou ia oe. Heaha ka oukou mea e ike ai ia Sulamite? E like me ko na poe kaua elua.
