Song of Solomon 1
1 THE SONG of songs, which is Solomon's.
Ko te waiata o nga waiata, ko ta Horomona.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth — for thy love is better than wine.
Kia kihia ahau e ia ki nga kihi a tona mangai: he pai atu hoki tou aroha i te waina.
3 Thine ointments have a goodly fragrance; thy name is as ointment poured forth; therefore do the maidens love thee.
He kakara pai to ou hinu; ko tou ingoa ano he hinu kua oti te riringi; na reira i aroha ai nga wahine ki a koe.
4 Draw me, we will run after thee; the king hath brought me into his chambers; we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will find thy love more fragrant than wine! sincerely do they love thee.
Kumea ahau; ka rere atu matou, ka whai i a koe: kua oti ahau te kawe e te kingi ki ona ruma: ka koa matou, ka hari ki a koe; engari tou aroha i te waina hei maharatanga atu ma matou: e tika ana to ratou aroha ki a koe.
5 'I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
He mangu ahau, otiia he ataahua ano, e nga tamahine o Hiruharama, rite tonu ano ki nga teneti o Kerara, ki nga kakahu tauarai o Horomona.
6 Look not upon me, that I am swarthy, that the sun hath tanned me; my mother's sons were incensed against me, they made me keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.'
Kaua e titiro mai ki ahau, no te mea he parauri ahau, no te mea kua tahuna ahau e te ra. I riri nga tama a toku whaea ki ahau, meinga ana ahau e ratou hei kaitiaki mo nga mara waina; ko taku mara ia, ko taku ake, kihai i tiakina e ahau.
7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon; for why should I be as one that veileth herself beside the flocks of thy companions?
Whakaaturia mai ki ahau, e ta toku wairua e aroha nei, ko hea koe whangai ai, ko hea koe mea ai i tau kahui kia takoto i te poutumarotanga; kia rite ahau hei aha ki te mahunga taupoki i te taha o nga kahui a ou hoa?
8 If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock and feed thy kids, beside the shepherds' tents.
Ki te kore koe e mohio, e te mea ataahua rawa o nga wahine, haere atu i runga i nga takahanga o nga hipi, ka whangai i au kuao koati i te taha o nga nohoanga o nga hepara.
9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
Kua whakaritea koe e ahau, e taku e aroha nei, ki tetahi o nga hoiho o nga hariata a Parao.
10 Thy cheeks are comely with circlets, thy neck with beads.
He ataahua ou paparinga i nga whiri o nga makawe, tou kaki i nga tautau o nga mea whakapaipai.
11 We will make thee circlets of gold with studs of silver.
Ka hanga e matou etahi mekameka koura mou, he mea tia ki te hiriwa.
12 While the king sat at his table, my spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
I te kingi e noho ana i tona tepu, ka puta te kakara o toku nara.
13 My beloved is unto me as a bag of myrrh, that lieth betwixt my breasts.
Ko te rite ki ahau o taku e aroha nei kei te paihere maira, e takoto nei i waenganui i oku u.
14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of henna in the vineyards of En-gedi.
He tautau hena ki ahau taku e aroha nei, i nga mara waina o Enekeri.
15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are as doves.
Nana, he ataahua koe, e taku e aroha nei; nana, he purotu koe; ko ou kanohi kei te kukupa.
16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; also our couch is leafy.
Nana, he ataahua koe, e taku kaingakau, ae ra, he ahuareka: matomato tonu ano hoki to taua moenga.
17 The beams of our houses are cedars, and our panels are cypresses.
He hita nga kurupae o to taua whare, he kauri nga heke.
