< Song of Solomon 1 >

1
Ko e fungani ʻoe hiva ʻa Solomone.
2 Let him kiss me with the kiss of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine,
Tuku ke ne ʻumaʻaki kiate au ʻae ngaahi ʻuma ʻa hono ngutu: he ʻoku lelei hake hoʻo ʻofa ʻi he uaine.
3 Smelling sweet of the best ointments. Thy name is as oil poured out: therefore young maidens have loved thee.
‌ʻOku tatau ho huafa mo e lilingi atu ʻae lolo kakala, koeʻuhi ko e namu lelei ʻo hoʻo ngaahi meʻa tākai, pea ko ia ʻoku ʻofa ai ʻae kau tāupoʻou kiate koe.
4 Draw me: we will run after thee to the odour of thy ointments. The king hath brought me into his storerooms: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, remembering thy breasts more than wine: the righteous love thee.
Toho au, pea te mau lele atu kiate koe: kuo ʻomi au ʻe he tuʻi ki hono ngaahi potu fale: te mau fiefia mo nekeneka ʻiate koe, pea te mau tokanga lahi hake kiate koe ʻi he uaine: ʻoku ʻofa kiate koe ʻae angatonu.
5 I am black but beautiful, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Cedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
‌ʻE ngaahi ʻofefine ʻo Selūsalema, ʻoku ou ʻuliʻuli ʻo hangē ko e ngaahi fale fehikitaki ʻo Keta, kae matamatalelei ʻo hangē ko e ngaahi puipui ʻi he fale ʻo Solomone.
6 Do not consider me that I am brown, because the sun hath altered my colour: the sons of my mother have fought against me, they have made me the keeper in the vineyards: my vineyard I have not kept.
‌ʻOua naʻa sio mai kiate au koeʻuhi ʻoku ou ʻuliʻuli, koeʻuhi kuo sio hifo ʻae laʻā kiate au: naʻe ʻita kiate au ʻae fānau ʻa ʻeku faʻē; naʻa nau ngaohi au ko e tauhi ki he ngaahi ngoue vaine; ka ko ʻeku ngoue vaine ʻaʻaku kuo ʻikai te u tauhi ia.
7 Shew me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou liest in the midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of thy companions.
‌ʻA koe, ʻoku ʻofa ki ai hoku laumālie, fakahā mai kiate au ʻae potu ʻoku ke fafanga ai, ʻae potu ʻoku ke pule ke malolō ai ʻa hoʻo fanga manu ʻi he hoʻatāmālie: he ko e hā te u hoko ai ke u tatau mo ha taha ʻoku afe ki he fanga manu ʻa ho kaungāʻapi?
8 If thou know not thyself, O fairest among women, go forth, and follow after the steps of the flocks, and feed thy kids beside the tents of the shepherds.
Kapau ʻoku ʻikai te ke ʻilo, ʻa koe ʻoku hoihoifua lahi ʻi he kau fefine kotoa pē, ʻalu pe ʻi ho hala, ʻi he ʻalunga ʻoe fanga manu, pea ke fafanga hoʻo ngaahi ʻuhikiʻi kosi ʻi he fale fehikitaki ʻoe kau tauhimanu.
9 To my company of horsemen, in Pharao’s chariots, have I likened thee, O my love.
‌ʻA hoku ʻofaʻanga, kuo u fakatatau koe ki he fanga hoosi ʻi he ngaahi saliote ʻo Felo.
10 Thy cheeks are beautiful as the turtledove’s, thy neck as jewels.
Kuo fakamatamatalelei ho kouʻahe ʻaki ʻae tuinga [mataʻitofe], mo ho kia ʻaki ʻae ngaahi kahoa [koula].
11 We will make thee chains of gold, inlaid with silver.
Te mau ngaohi ʻaki ʻae koula ho ngaahi kapaʻi kofu, mo puleʻi ʻaki ia ʻae siliva.
12 While the king was at his repose, my spikenard sent forth the odour thereof.
Lolotonga ʻae nofo ʻae tuʻi ʻi hono keinangaʻanga ʻoku namu kakala atu ʻeku naatosi.
13 A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, he shall abide between my breasts.
‌ʻOku hangē ko e ʻu kakala ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga kiate au, pea ʻe tokoto ia ki hoku fatafata ʻi he pō ʻo ʻaho.
14 A cluster of cypress my love is to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.
‌ʻOku tatau kiate au ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga mo e fuhi saipalesi ʻi he ngaahi ngoue vaine ʻi Eniketi.
15 Behold thou art fair, O my love, behold thou art fair, thy eyes are as those of doves.
Vakai, ʻoku ke hoihoifua ʻa koe ʻoku ou ʻofa ai; vakai, ʻoku ke hoihoifua ʻoku ke maʻu ʻae mata ʻoe lupe.
16 Behold thou art fair, my beloved, and comely. Our bed is flourishing.
Vakai, ʻoku ke toulekeleka, ʻE hoku ʻofaʻanga, ʻio, mo fakaʻofoʻofa; pea ʻoku laumaʻuiʻui foki hota tokotoʻanga.
17 The beams of our houses are of cedar, our rafters of cypress trees.
Ko e ngaahi ʻalanga ʻo hota fale ko e sita, pea ʻoku ʻato ʻaki ʻae saipalesi.

< Song of Solomon 1 >