Song of Solomon 2
1 I'm just a flower from the plain of Sharon, a lily found in the valleys.
He puawai ahau no Harono, he rengarenga no nga awaawa.
2 Just as a lily stands out among the brambles, so you, my darling, stand out among other women.
He rengarenga i roto i nga tataramoa, ko taku e aroha nei i waenga i nga tamahine.
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.
Kei te aporo i roto i nga rakau o te ngahere te rite o taku kaingakau i roto i nga taitamariki. Ahuareka ana taku noho iho i raro i tona taumarumarutanga, a he reka ana hua ki toku ngao.
4 He took me to drink of his wine, wanting to show his love for me.
I kawea ahau e ia ki te whare hakari, a ko tona kara i runga i ahau he aroha.
5 Feed me raisins to give me energy, give me apples to revive me, for love has made me weak!
Whakakahangia ake ahau ki te karepe whakamaroke, whakahauorangia ahau ki te aporo; e mate ana hoki ahau i te aroha.
6 He supports my head with his left hand, and holds me close with his right.
Kei raro i toku mahunga tona maui, e awhi ana tona matau i ahau.
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.
He ki tenei naku ki a koutou, e nga tamahine o Hiruharama, i te aroaro ano o nga anaterope, o nga hata o te parae, kaua e whakaohokia, kaua e whakaarahia taku e aroha nei, a kia pai ra ano ia.
8 Listen! I hear the voice of my love! Look! Here he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping over the hills—
Ko te reo ra o taku e aroha nei! Nana, te haere mai nei ia, e tupekepeke ana i runga i nga maunga, e mokowhiti ana i runga i nga pukepuke.
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.
Rite tonu taku e aroha nei ki te anaterope, ki te kuao hata ranei: tenei ia te tu mai nei i muri o to matou taiepa, e matakitaki mai ana i nga matapihi, e whakaata mai ana ra roto i te mea ripekapeka.
10 My love calls out to me, “Get up, my darling, my beautiful girl, and come away with me! Just look!
I korero mai taku e aroha nei, i mea mai ki ahau, E ara, e taku ipo, e taku mea ataahua, ka haere mai.
11 Winter has finished; the rains are over and gone.
Nana, kua pahemo te hotoke, kua mutu te ua, kua kore;
12 Flowers are blooming everywhere; the time when birds sing has come; the call of the turtledove is heard in the countryside.
Kua puta nga puawai ki te whenua; kua tata te wa e korihi ai nga manu, a e rangona ana te reo o te kukupa ki to tatou whenua;
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!”
Kua kopuku nga hua hou o te piki, kua puaka nga waina, e kakara mai nei. Maranga, e toku hoa, e taku mea ataahua, haere mai hoki.
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!
E taku kukupa i roto i nga kapiti o te kamaka, i te wahi ngaro o te pikitanga, kia kite ahau i tou ahua, kia rongo ahau i tou reo; he reka hoki tou reo, he ataahua tou mata.
15 Catch the foxes for us, all the little foxes that come and destroy the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom!
Hopukia mai ma taua nga pokiha, nga pokiha ririki e takakino nei i a taua mara waina; kua puawai hoki a taua waina.
16 My love is mine, and I am his! He feeds among the lilies,
Naku taku kaingakau, nana hoki ahau: kei waenga ia i nga rengarenga e whangai ana i tana kahui.
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.
I te mea kiano i matao te ra, a kiano i rere noa nga atarangi, tahuri mai, e taku e aroha nei, kia rite koe ki te anaterope, ki te kuao hata, i nga maunga o Petere.
