< Song of Solomon 1 >

1 Solomon's song of songs.
Mika zagametamima agatere'nea zagame Solomoni kre'nea zagamere.
2 Kiss me, kiss me with your mouth again and again, for your love is sweeter than wine.
Nagira antako nehunka nagira no. Na'ankure kavesima nenantana zamofo haga'amo'a waini timofo haga'a agatere'ne.
3 I love the way you smell from the perfumed oils you use. You have quite a reputation—it spreads like spilled perfumed oil. It's not surprising that all the young women adore you!
Kavufagare'ma fre'nana mananentake masavemo'a, knare mna vu'ne. Kagimo'a mananentake zama tagitreankna nehie. E'ina hu'negeno kasefa a'neramimo'za kagritera tusi'zana nehaze.
4 Take me by the hand—let's run! (The king has brought me to his bedroom.) Let's be happy together and find pleasure in your love. Your love is far better than wine! Women are right to adore you so!
Navregeta tagareta va'maneno. Kini ne'mo'a navareno noma'arega vu'ne. Jerusalemi mofa'nemo'za hu'za, Kini ne'moka kagrikura tusi muse hugahune. Waini tima husgama hunentona zana agatereta, kagrira husga hugantegahune. Mofamo'a huno, Kagra knare zantfa hu'nanku, husga hunegantaze.
5 I'm black, but I'm beautiful, women of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
Jerusalemi mofa'neramimotma antahiho, navufgamo'a hokonke hu'neanagi, hentofaza nehuno, Kedari vahe'mofo seli nontaminkna nehuno, Solomoni seli nomofo tavravegna hu'ne.
6 Don't look down on me because I'm black, because the sun has burned me. My brothers were angry with me and made me look after the vineyards, so I couldn't look after my own vineyard.
Navufgamo'ma hokonke'ma hu'nea zankura uruhara onageho. Na'ankure zagemo navufga te hokonke hu'ne. Nasarahehe'za tusi zamarimpa ahenante'za waini hozatia kegava huo hu'za hazage'na kegava nehu'na, nagra waini hozani'a kevga osu'noe.
7 My love, please tell me where you're taking your flock. Where will you rest them at noon? For why should I have to wear a veil while looking for you among the flocks of your companions?
Nagu'areti'ma hu'na navesi negantoa ronenimoka, iga menina sipisipi afu kevuka'a avrenka vugahane. Kinaga iga sipisipi afuka'a ome zamantenka manigasa hugahane. Nahanige'na savri a'nenegnara hu'na kagri kavumo'zama sipisipi afutmima kegavama nehazafina vano hugahue.
8 If you really don't know, you who are more beautiful than any other woman, then follow the tracks of my flock, and let your goats graze near the shepherd's tents.
Hentofa a'moka antahinka kenkama osu'nesunka, sipisipi afu kevu'nimofo agaka avaririnka neone meme afuka'aramina sipisipi kva vahetmimofo seli nomofo tvaonte eme zamantege'za trazana neho.
9 My darling, to me you're like a mare among Pharaoh's horses that pull his chariots,
Navesima negantoa navate ronenimoka, Fero karisiramimofo amu'nompi karisi renteno avazu nehia a' hosi afukna kagra hu'nane.
10 Your beautiful cheeks adorned with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
Kameragemo'a knarezantfa higeno, kagesafima rente'nana rinimo'a kazeri hentofaza higeno, knankempima rente'nana pasesumo'a kazeri hentofaza hu'ne.
11 Let's make you some gold ornaments inlaid with silver.
Kagesare'ma tafintenana konariri zana golireti trohu negamita, knankempima ante zana silvare pasesu trohu kamigahune.
12 As the king lay on his couch, my nard perfume gave off its fragrance.
Kini ne'mo'ma ne'zama nenea tratema mani'negeno'a, nagrama navufgare'ma fre'noa masavemofo mana'amo'a ana nompina avi'nete.
13 My love is like a pouch of myrrh, lying all night between my breasts.
Avesima nenantea ne'mo'a tare amintrenimofo amunompima mananentake'za merema anakintogeno meankna hu'ne.
14 My love is like a bunch of fragrant henna flowers in the vineyards of Engedi.
Avesima nenantea ne'mo'a, En-Gedi waini hozafima henae nehaza zafa amosre'agna hu'ne.
15 Look at how very beautiful you are, my darling, how beautiful! Your eyes are as gentle as doves.
Navesima negantoa mofamoka, kagra hiranto kagi kagonane a' mani'nane. Tare kavurgamokea maho namagna hu'na'e.
16 And you, my love, are so handsome—how charming you are! The green grass is our bed,
Navesima negantoa ne'moka kagra hentofaza hunka kagi kagonane ne' mani'nane. Kagra maka vahera agaterenka hentofa ne' mani'nane. Zamana zamana trazamo'a tagri tafe me'ne.
17 with cedar trees as beams for our “house,” and pine trees for the rafters.
Nonti'ama ki'nazana, nomofo amagena zafa sida zafanu nente'za, meni zafanu nontamina runkre hugahaze.

< Song of Solomon 1 >