Song of Solomon 2
1 I'm just a flower from the plain of Sharon, a lily found in the valleys.
Nagra Saroni agupofi flaua kna nehu'na, agupofima nehagea lili flaua kna hu'noe.
2 Just as a lily stands out among the brambles, so you, my darling, stand out among other women.
Mofa'neramimofo amunompina navesima negantoa mofamoka, ave'ave trazampi me'nea lili flauamofo amosregna hu'nane.
3 My love is like an apple tree among the forest trees, compared to other young men. I love to sit down in his shade and his fruit tastes sweet to me.
Navesima negantoa ne'moka zafaramimofo amu'nompina mareri agatere epoli zafagna hunka mago'a vene'ne amu'nompina mani'nane. Ana zafamofo tonapi mani'nena haganentake raga'a tagi'na nenoe.
4 He took me to drink of his wine, wanting to show his love for me.
Tusi neza retro hunte'nea ra nontega navareno nevuno, agu'areti'ma huno avesima nante'nea avu'avamo'a tavravereti refite nanteankna hu'ne.
5 Feed me raisins to give me energy, give me apples to revive me, for love has made me weak!
Anante hagegema hu zafargareti'ma kre'nea bretia namige'na ne'na, hankavea eri'na mani'na nevu'na, epoli zafa raga namige'na nenavuna ha'neno. Na'ankure kagrikura tusiza hu'na navesi negante'na kria e'nerue.
6 He supports my head with his left hand, and holds me close with his right.
Hagi hoga'a azante nanuna ante harage nehugeno, tamaga azanura nanuki'ne.
7 Women of Jerusalem, swear to me by the gazelles or the wild deer that you won't disturb our love until the right time.
Jerusalemi mofaneramimota gazeline afi dia afu'mo'za nentahisageta nagritera huvempa hutma tamavesi'zana ame huta eri o'otinkeno kna fatgore eno.
8 Listen! I hear the voice of my love! Look! Here he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping over the hills—
Hagi avesima nentoa ne'mo'a, agonarega ne-ege'na agasasanke'a nentahue. Takaure takaure huno agona kreneramino, vagri vagri huno ne'one agona kreramino ne-e.
9 my love is like a gazelle or a young deer! Look, he's there, standing behind our wall, looking through the window, peering through the screen.
Avesima nentoa ne'mo'a gazeliema nehaza afukna huge, agaho dia afukna hu'ne. Nosika mani'neno zaho eri kampinti mase nompinka rentragino nege.
10 My love calls out to me, “Get up, my darling, my beautiful girl, and come away with me! Just look!
Nevesima nentoa ne'mo'a amanage huno nagrikura hu'ne, navesi navesima hunegantoa mofamoka otinka eno. Hentofa zagani'a mani'nananki egeta nagrane va'mneno.
11 Winter has finished; the rains are over and gone.
Hagi zasi'ma nehianknamo'a vagaregeno kora aruse'ne.
12 Flowers are blooming everywhere; the time when birds sing has come; the call of the turtledove is heard in the countryside.
Flaua trazamo'a hageno amosrea ahegeno, wainia taga huno eri fatgo nehigeno, namaramimo'a zanontera tusiza hu'za nani'nani nehazage'za, kugofa namaramimo'za kugokugo nehaze.
13 Fig trees start producing ripe fruit, while grape vines blossom, giving off their fragrance. Get up, my darling, my beautiful girl, and come away with me!”
Fiki zafamo'a agafa huno raga neregeno, grepi zafamo'a amosre nehegeno, mna'amo'a antaguntagu nehie. Navesima negantoa mofamoka otinka eno. Hentofa zaganimoka nagri'ene eno huno navesima nentoa ne'mo'a hu'ne!
14 My dove is out of sight in the crevices of the rock, in the hiding places of the cliff. Please let me see you! Let me hear you! For you speak so sweetly, and you look so beautiful!
Maho namanimo'a fra'ma nekia havegampimka agonafi frakino mani'ne. Kavugosa naveri nehunka, kagerura aruge'na antahi'neno. Na'ankure kagerumo'a haga nehigeno, kavugosamo'a hentofaza hu'ne.
15 Catch the foxes for us, all the little foxes that come and destroy the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom!
Avesima nentankeno kavesima negantea grepi hozatani'a eri haviza hanagi, maka neone afi kraramina zamazeri hana huo. Na'ankure grepi zafamo'a amosre ahente'ne.
16 My love is mine, and I am his! He feeds among the lilies,
Navesima nentoa ne'mo'a nagri su'a manige'na, nagra agri su'a mani'noe. Ana hu'neankino liliema nehaza flaua hozamofo amu'nompi vano nehuno, amosrema ahente'neana nene.
17 until the morning breezes blow and the shadows disappear. Come back to me, my love, and be like a gazelle or a young deer on the split mountains.
Rumasama osu'nenire gazeliema nehaza dia afumo'ma agonaregati'ma ne-eaza hunka, navesima negantoa ne'moka ete nagritega eno.
