Song of Songs 5
1 Let my kinsman come down into his garden, and eat the fruit of his choice berries. I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spices; I have eaten my bread with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, and drink; yea, brethren, drink abundantly.
U A komo au iloko o ko'u kihapai, e ko'u kaikuwahine, e ka'u wahine; Ua ohi au i ko'u mura mea ala; Ua ai au i ko'u waihona meli me ko'u meli; Ua inu au i ko'u waina me ko'u waiu; E ai, e ko'u poe makamaka, E inu, oia hoi, e inu nui, e ka'u poe i aloha'i.
2 I sleep, but my heart is awake: the voice of my kinsman knocks at the door, [saying], Open, open to me, my companion, my sister, my dove, my perfect one: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
Ua hiamoe au. ua ala no nae ko'u naau: He leo ka! o ka'u mea i aloha'i e kikeke ana, [me ka i mai, ] E wehe ae no'u, e ko'u kaikuwahine, e ka'u mea i aloha'i, e ka'u manu nunu, e ko'u mea maemae; No ka mea, ua paapu ko'u poo i ka hau, A me ko'u wili lauoho i na paka ua o ka po.
3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?
Ua wehe au i ko'u kapa komo; Pehea la wau e komo hou aku ai ia? Ua holoi au i ko'u mau wawae; Pehea la wau e hoopaumaelo hou aku ai?
4 My kinsman put forth his hand by the hole [of the door], and my belly moved for him.
Ua hookomo mai ka'u mea i aloha'i i kona lima ma kahi hakahaka, A haehae ko'u opu nona.
5 I rose up to open to my kinsman; my hands dropped myrrh, my fingers choice myrrh, on the handles of the lock.
Ua ku au iluna e wehe ae no ka'u mea i aloha'i, A kulu ka mura mai ko'u mau lima aku, A kahe hoi ka mura maemae loa mai ko'u mau manamana lima, Maluna o ka mea e paa ai ka puka.
6 I opened to my kinsman; my kinsman was gone: my soul failed at his speech: I sought him, but found him not; I called him, but he answered me not.
Ua wehe ae au no ka'u mea i aloha'i; Aka, o ka'u mea i aloha'i, ua huli ae ia, a hele aku la; Ua lele ko'u oili i kana olelo ana mai; Ua imi au ia ia, aole nae i loaa, Ua kahea aku au ia ia, aole nae i ekemu mai.
7 The watchman that go their rounds in the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
Ua loaa au i ka poe kiai i ko lakou hele ana a puni ke kulanakauhale, Ua pepehi mai lakou ia'u a eha au; O ka poe kiai maluna o ka pa, ua kaili ae lakou i ko'u aahu.
8 I have charged you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and the virtues of the field: if ye should find my kinsman, what are ye to say to him? That I am wounded with love.
Ua kauoha aku au ia oukou, e na kaikamahine o Ierusalema, Ina e loaa ia oukou ka'u mea i aloha'i, E hai aku oukou ia ia, ua mai au i ke aloha.
9 What is thy kinsman [more] than [another] kinsman, O thou beautiful among women? what is thy kinsman [more] than [another] kinsman, that thou hast so charged us?
Heaha kau mea i aloha'i, mamua o kekahi mea i aloha'i, E ka mea maikai mawaena o na wahine; Heaha kau mea i aloha'i mamua o kekahi mea i aloha'i, I kauoha mai ai oe ia makou pela?
10 My kinsman is white and ruddy, chosen out from myriads.
O ka'u mea i aloha'i, ua keokeo ia a me ka ulaula hoi, Ua oi nui aku ia mamua o na tausani he umi.
11 His head is [as] very fine gold, his locks are flowing, black as a raven.
O kona poo, he gula maemae ia, O kona wili lauoho, na loloa ia, A eleele hoi me he manu koraka la.
12 His eyes are as doves, by the pools of waters, washed with milk, sitting by the pools.
O kona mau maka, ua like ia me ko ka manu nunu ma na kahawai, I holoiia i ka waiu, E noho ana me ka maikai.
13 His cheeks are as bowls of spices pouring forth perfumes: his lips are lilies, dropping choice myrrh.
O kona mau papalina, ua like ia me ka mala o na mea ala, A me ka ulaula ala hoi; O kona lehelehe, ua like ia me na lilia e kahe mai ana he mura maemae loa.
14 His hands are as turned gold set with beryl: his belly is an ivory tablet on a sapphire stone.
O kona mau lima, ua like ia me na komo lima gula, I paapu i ka topaza. O kona opu, ua like ia me ka niho elepani, I uhiia hoi i ka sapeira.
15 His legs are marble pillars set on golden sockets: his form is as Libanus, choice as the cedars.
O kona uha, ua like ia me na kia pohaku keokeo, Ua kukuluia maluna iho o na kumu gula maemae: O kona helehelena, ua like ia me Lebanona, Maikai hoi e like me na laau kedera.
16 His throat is most sweet, and altogether desirable. This is my kinsman, and this is my companion, O daughters of Jerusalem.
O kona waha, he mea ono no ia; Oiaio, he mea makemake nui loa ia oia. Oia ka'u mea i aloha'i, oia ko'u makamaka, E na kaikamahine o Ierusalema.
