Song of Solomon 1
Pa inge on ma kato emeet, ma Solomon el orala.
2 Let him kisse me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy loue is better then wine.
Nga ke kom in arulana ngokla mutuk; Lungse lom uh los liki na wain uh.
3 Because of the sauour of thy good ointments thy name is as an ointment powred out: therefore the virgins loue thee.
Oasr foul na keng se keim; Ke pacl inem ac fwack uh, nga sifil pacna esamak foul keng sac. Wangin mutan ku in kutongya lungse la nu sum.
4 Drawe me: we will runne after thee: the King hath brought me into his chabers: we will reioyce and be glad in thee: we will remember thy loue more then wine: the righteous do loue thee.
Usyu nga in wi kom, ac kut ac fah kaingla; Kom in tokosra luk ac pwenyuwot nu infukil sum. Kut ac fah tukeni ac arulana engan, Nga yukin lungse lom uh yohk liki kutena ma. Pwaye sin mutan uh in lungse kom!
5 I am blacke, O daughters of Ierusalem, but comely, as the tentes of Kedar, and as the curtaines of Salomon.
Mutan Jerusalem, nga ne sroalsroal tuh nga oasku. Nga sroalsroal oana lohm nuknuk in acn mwesis Kedar, Tuh nga kato oana lisrlisr inkul fulat sel Solomon.
6 Regard ye me not because I am blacke: for the sunne hath looked vpon mee. The sonnes of my mother were angry against mee: they made me the keeper of ye vines: but I kept not mine owne vine.
Nimet pilesreyu mu nga sroalsroal, Mweyen faht uh pa tuhneyula uh. Tamulel luk elos tuh kasrkusrak sik Ac sap nga orekma ke ima in grape. Na wangin pacl luk in karinginyu sifacna.
7 Shewe me, O thou, whome my soule loueth, where thou feedest, where thou liest at noone: for why should I be as she that turneth aside to the flockes of thy companions?
Kom su nga lungse yohk, fahkma nu sik, Kom ac pwen un sheep nutum an in mongo oya? Elos ac mongla ya ke pacl faht uh fol ke infulwen len uh? Efu ku ngan suk kom Inmasrlon un sheep nutin mwet shepherd ngia?
8 If thou knowe not, O thou the fairest among women, get thee foorth by the steps of the flocke, and feede thy kiddes by the tents of the shepheards.
Ya kom tia etu acn sac, kom su oasku liki mutan nukewa? Fahla ukweot na un sheep uh Twe konauk acn nani nutum an in mongo we Apkuran nu ke lohm nuknuk sin mwet shepherd ngia.
9 I haue compared thee, O my loue, to the troupe of horses in the charets of Pharaoh.
Kom su nga lungse na pwaye, lumom arulana kato Oana horse mutan ma amakin chariot okoal Tokosra Egypt.
10 Thy cheekes are comely with rowes of stones, and thy necke with chaines.
Aunsifom oaskulana ke oan likintupom uh, Ac putati sisken kwawom oana wek saok uh.
11 We will make thee borders of golde with studdes of siluer.
Kut ac fah orala soko sein gold ah lom, Ac nawela ke mwe yun silver.
12 Whiles the King was at his repast, my spikenard gaue the smelll thereof.
Ke tokosra luk el oan infukil sel, Ono keng keik uh nwakla in lohm uh ke foul wo.
13 My welbeloued is as a bundle of myrrhe vnto me: he shall lie betweene my breasts.
Ke mukul kawuk luk el elongak iniwuk, El oana sie nwana keng orekla ke myrrh.
14 My welbeloued is as a cluster of camphire vnto me in the vines of Engedi.
El su saok sik el oana sie ros inima uh Su farngelik inima grape in acn Engedi.
15 My loue, beholde, thou art faire: beholde, thou art faire: thine eyes are like the doues.
Mutan saok sik, kom arulana oasku, Motom saromrom ke ngetnget in lungse lom!
16 My welbeloued, beholde, thou art faire and pleasant: also our bed is greene:
Mukul kawuk luk, kom kato na pwaye sik, Nga arulana pwar sum! Mah folfol uh pa ac fah mwe oan kiuktal.
17 The beames of our house are cedars, our rafters are of firre.
Sak cedar pa srulun loaloa nu ke lohm sesr, Ac sak cypress pa ac srulun siling lasr uh.
