Song of Solomon 4
1 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thine eyes are doves behind thy veil; Thy hair is as a flock of goats, On the slopes of mount Gilead.
Vakai, ʻoku ke hoihoifua, ʻE hoku ʻofaʻanga; vakai, ʻoku ke hoihoifua; ʻoku tatau ho mata mo e mata ʻoe lupe ʻoku fakalilo ʻaki ho louʻulu: pea ko ho louʻulu ʻoku hangē ko e louʻulu ʻoe fanga kosi, ʻoku fafanga ʻi he moʻunga ko Kiliati.
2 Thy teeth are like a flock of shorn sheep, Which go up from the washing; Which have all borne twins, And none is barren among them.
ʻOku tatau ho kaunifo mo e fanga sipi kuo kosikosi, pea ʻoku ʻalu hake mei he kaukauʻi; he ʻoku taki ʻuhiua ʻa honau ʻuhiki, pea ʻoku ʻikai ke paʻa ha taha ʻi ai.
3 Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, And thy speech is comely; As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples Behind thy veil.
ʻOku tatau mo e afo kulokula ho loungutu; pea ʻoku mālie ho leʻo; pea ʻoku tatau mo e konga pomikanite ʻa ho manifinifihanga ʻoku fakalilo ʻaki ho louʻulu.
4 Thy neck is like the tower of David, Built for an armoury: A thousand bucklers hang thereon, All shields of mighty men.
ʻOku tatau ho kia mo e fale māʻolunga naʻe langa ʻe Tevita ko e tukuʻanga ʻoe mahafutau, ʻaia ʻoku tautau ai ʻae fakaū ʻe afe, ʻae pā kotoa pē ʻoe kau tangata toʻa.
5 Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, Which feed among the lilies.
ʻOku tatau ho ongo huhu mo e ongo kāseli mui ʻoku na tatau, ʻaia ʻoku kai ʻi he potu ʻoe ngaahi lile.
6 Until the day dawn, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, And to the hill of frankincense.
Te u ʻalu au ki he moʻunga ʻoe mula, mo e moʻunga ʻoe laipeno, pea te u ʻi ai ʻo aʻu ki he maʻa hake ʻae ʻaho, mo e puna atu ʻoe fakapoʻuli.
7 Thou art all fair, my love; And there is no spot in thee.
ʻE hoku ʻofaʻanga, ʻoku ke hoihoifua haohaoa; ʻoku ʻikai ha mele ʻiate koe.
8 [Come] with me, from Lebanon, [my] spouse, With me from Lebanon, — Come, look from the top of Amanah, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the lions' dens, From the mountains of the leopards.
Haʻu mo au mei Lepanoni, ʻE hoku uaifi, haʻu mo au mei Lepanoni; sio hifo mei he tumutumu ʻo ʻAmana, mei he tumutumu ʻo Senila mo Heamoni, mei he ʻana ʻoe fanga laione, mei he ngaahi moʻunga ʻoe fanga lēpati.
9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.
ʻE hoku tuofefine mo hoku uaifi, kuo kavea hoku loto kiate koe; kuo mole hoku loto ʻi he sio mai tuʻo taha pe ʻa ho mata, mo e kahoa pe taha ʻi ho kia.
10 How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! How much better is thy love than wine! And the fragrance of thine ointments than all spices!
Hono ʻikai matamatalelei ʻa hoʻo ʻofa, ʻE hoku tuofefine mo hoku uaifi! Hono ʻikai lelei hake hoʻo ʻofa ʻi he uaine, mo e nanamu ʻo hoʻo ngaahi meʻa tākai ʻi he meʻa namu kakala kotoa pē.
11 Thy lips, [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb; Honey and milk are under thy tongue; And the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
ʻE hoku uaifi, ʻoku toʻi ho loungutu ʻo hangē ko e hone mei hono ngeʻesi: ʻoku ʻi lalo ʻi ho ʻelelo ʻae hone mo e huʻahuhu; pea ko e nanamu ʻo ho ngaahi kofu ʻoku tatau mo e nanamu ʻo Lepanoni.
12 A garden enclosed is my sister, [my] spouse; A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
ʻOku tatau mo e ngoue kuo ʻāʻi, ʻa hoku tuofefine mo hoku uaifi; ko e vai mapunopuna ia kuo taʻofia, ko e matavai ia kuo tāpuni ke maʻu.
13 Thy shoots are a paradise of pomegranates, with precious fruits; Henna with spikenard plants;
Ko ia ʻoku tupu ʻiate koe ʻoku tatau mo e ngoue pomikanite mo hono ngaahi fua lelei; ko e saipalesi mo e naatosi,
14 Spikenard and saffron; Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
Ko e naatosi mo e kakosi; ko e kalamusi mo e sinamoni, mo e ʻakau kotoa pē ʻoku namu lelei; ko e mula mo e ʻalosi, mo e fungani hake ʻoe ngaahi kakala kotoa pē:
15 A fountain in the gardens, A well of living waters, Which stream from Lebanon.
Ko e matavai ʻi he ngaahi ngoue, ko e matavai ʻoe ngaahi vai moʻui, mo e ngaahi vaitafe mei Lepanoni.
16 Awake, north wind, and come, [thou] south; Blow upon my garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow forth. Let my beloved come into his garden, And eat its precious fruits.
ʻE matangi tokelau, ke ke ʻaa pea haʻu mo e tonga; ʻo havilivili ki heʻeku ngoue, koeʻuhi ke ngangatu mei ai ʻae ngaahi namu kakala. Tuku ke haʻu ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga ki heʻene ngoue, mo ne kai ai hono ngaahi fua lelei.
