< Song of Songs 8 >

1 I would that you, O my kinsman, were he that sucked the breasts of my mother; when I found you without, I would kiss you; yes, they should not despise me.
Nenrera amima nenka ra hunka nagri nensarogama mani'nantesina, knare hisine. Na'ankure vahe'mo'za nenagazage'na korora osu, amne kagira antako nehuge'za mago kea osazasine.
2 I would take you, I would bring you into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me; I would make you to drink of spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranates.
Nagra kavre'na rempima hunami'nea a' nenrera nompinka vusine. Haganentake mnazanteti eri havia hu'nea waini tina kamugenka nenanke'na, haganentake pomigreneti tinena kamugenka nasine.
3 His left hand [should be] under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
Hoga kazanu naseni fitara ante harage hunenka, tamaga kazanu nanuki fanki hasine.
4 I have charged you, you daughters of Jerusalem, by the virtues of the field, that you stir not up, nor awake [my] love, until he please.
Jerusalemi kumate a'nemota veamo'ma aravema hu antahintahia tazeri o'otinenunkeno kna fatgo'are egahie huta huvempa hiho.
5 Who is this that comes up all white, leaning on her kinsman? I raised you up under an apple tree; there your mother brought you forth; there she that bore you brought you forth.
Ina mofamo ka'ma kokana atreno ne-eno, avesima nentea ne'mofo asumpina maserino ne-e? Mofamo'a huno, Negrera'ma atagu'ma nehuno kasegante'nea epoli zafa agafafima mani'nankena kavufga kazeri oti'noe.
6 Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm; for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave, her shafts are shafts of fire, [even] the flames thereof. (Sheol h7585)
Taferomofo avaza'a erigiankna hunka, tumoka'amofo agofetu navrenentenka asama nehiaza hunka kazampasanafina nagrike navrento. Na'ankure navesizamofo hankanavemo'a frizamofo hankavemo'ma hiaza huno tusi hankanaveti'ne. Navesizamo'a tusi hankanavetino matipima vahe'ma asenenteankna hu'ne. Navesizamo'a teve anefamo'ma hagana hagana'ma hiaza huno hagana hagana huno marenerie. (Sheol h7585)
7 Much water will not be able to quench love, and rivers shall not drown it; if a man would give all his substance for love, [men] would utterly despise it.
Avesizamofo tevea rama'a timo'a resura osuge, tima hageno esia timo'a avesizana erino vugara osu'ne. Hagi mago ne'mo'ma avesizama mika zago fenonteti'ma tesi'zama hanige'za, vahe'mo'za tusi kiza zokago ke huntegahaze.
8 Our sister is little, and has no breasts; what shall we do for our sister, in the day wherein she shall be spoken for?
Nerasaro'a osi mofa mani'negeno, amima'amo'a oharage'ne. Hagi mago'a vahe'mo'zama a' erintegahune hu'zama hanageta, tagra nerasarona na'a huntegahune?
9 If she is a wall, let us build upon her silver bulwarks; and if she is a door, let us carve for her cedar panels.
Hagi nersaro'ma kuma keginagna'ma huno maniresina, ana kegina agofetura silvareti zaza nona kita manineta kegava huntosine. Hagi agrama kafama maniresina, tagra sida zafagna huneta, kahantera ahekanirentosine.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts are as towers; I was in their eyes as one that found peace.
Nagra kuma keginagna hu'nogeno, amini'amo'a za'za nonkna hu'ne. Hagi navesimanentoa ne'mo'a agrama nenageno'a tusiza huno ananke nakrura nehuno avesinante'ne.
11 Solomon had a vineyard in Beelamon; he let his vineyard to keepers; every one was to bring for its fruit a thousand [pieces] of silver.
Solomoni'a Ba'al-hamoni kumatera waini hoza ante'neanagi, ana waini hoza vahe'mo'za kegava hu'naze. Hagi ana hozama kegavama hu'neza zagoma troma nehaza vahe'mo'za hozama ante'za zafa rgama tagiza nona'a 1tauseni'a silva zago eme amitere hu'naze.
12 My vineyard, even mine, is before me; Solomon [shall have] a thousand, and they that keep its fruit two hundred.
Hianagi nagri waini hoza nagri su'ankina amigahuankino, Solomoni'a 1tausenia silva zagoa miza osegahie. Hianagi 200'a sekeli zagoreti hozama kegavama nehaza vahera mizana zamigahue.
13 You that dwell in the gardens, the companions listen to your voice: make me hear [it].
Hozafima mani'namoka, nagrane nemaniza vahe'mo'za kagri kagerukura zamagesa ante'za nentahize. Hagi natrege'na kagerura antahi'neno.
14 Away, my kinsman, and be like a doe or a fawn on the mountains of spices.
Navesima negantomoka gezeriema nehaza afi ve dia afumo'ma nehiaza nehunka, kasefa afi ve dia afumo'ma mananentake zama me'nea agonaramimpima vanoma nehiaza hunka ame hunka nagritega eno.

< Song of Songs 8 >