Song of Solomon 4
1 Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair; thou [hast] doves’ eyes within thy locks: thy hair [is] as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
“Na dogolegei! Di da baligiliwane noga: i ba: sa! Dia si da dia odagi dedebosu abula baligadili, nenemegisa. Dia dialuma hinabo da goudi wa: i amo da Gilia: de agologa soagagala: ahoa agoane ououloba dabe ba: sa.
2 Thy teeth [are] like a flock [of sheep that are even] shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none [is] barren among them.
Dia bese da sibi amo da hinabo waha dafoga: i amola dodofei agoane, folowaidafa ba: sa. Afae da hame gui ba: sa. Ilia huluane defele dadalei ba: sa.
3 Thy lips [are] like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech [is] comely: thy temples [are] like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.
Dia lafi gadofo da yoi efe agoai gala. Di da sia: sea, amo da noga: idafa ba: sa. Dia ba: dia odagi dedebosu abula baligadili, da nenemegisa.
4 Thy neck [is] like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
Dia asogoa da Da: ibidi ea diasu gado gagagula heda: i agoane, ononoi amola hohona: boi ba: sa. Dia gisa: gisu ga: i da da: igene ga: su 1000 agoane legei ba: sa.
5 Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
Dia dodo da ‘gasele dia’ ohe aduna lalelegei amo da ‘lili’ bugi ganodini ha: i nanebe agoai ba: sa.
6 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
Na da gabusiga: ‘me’ agolo ganodini esalumu. Hahabe fo da fulabosea amola gasi da alalolesisia fawane yolesimu.
7 Thou [art] all fair, my love; [there is] no spot in thee.
Na dogolegei! Di da noga: idafa ba: sa. Di da baligili noga: idafa.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, [my] spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
Na uda! Ani Lebanone Goumi alelaloi amo fisili ahoa: di! Lebanonega ani ahoa: di! Amana Goumi da: iya gado amoga gudu sa: ima! Amola Sine Goumi amola Hemone Goumi (amoga laione wa: me amola lebade wa: me fi diala) amoga gudu sa: ima!
9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
Di da na dogolegei amola na uda! Dia siga ba: be amola dia gisa: gisu ga: i amo da fedege agoane, na dogo wamolai dagoi.
10 How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
Na dogolegei amola na uda! Dia sasagesu hou da nama hahawane hamosa. Dia sasagesu hou da waini hano ea hedai baligisa. Dia gabusiga: da hedama: ne fodole nasu ea hedabe baligisa.
11 Thy lips, O [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb: honey and milk [are] under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments [is] like the smell of Lebanon.
Na dogolegei! Agime hano ea heda da dia lafi gadofo da: iya diala. Dia gona: su da nama dodo maga: me amola agime hano agoai gala. Dia abula ga: i gabusiga: da Lebanone ea gabusiga: defele gala.
12 A garden inclosed [is] my sister, [my] spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
Na dogolegei, na uda da muguniai ifabi amola gagoiga sisiga: i ifabi amola hisu nasu hano bubuga: su agoai gala.
13 Thy plants [are] an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
14 Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
Amogawi bugi liligi da noga: le heda: sa. Ilia da ‘bomegala: nidi’ bugi defele heda: sa. Amola amoga fage noga: idafa legei dialebe ba: sa. Amogawi, hedama: ne fodole nasu amola gabusiga: manoma hamosu bugi huluanedafa dialebe ba: sa. Amo da hena, nade, sa: falone, ga: lamase, sinamone, me, a:lou amola gabusiga: manoma hamosu bugi huluane.
15 A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
Ifabi hano soga: su da hano nawa: li amo Lebanone Goumi alelaloi amoga dalebe ba: sa.” Uda da amane sia: i,
16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
“Ga (north) fo amo nedigima! Ga (south) fo amo na ifabia fulaboma! Hisi amo gabusiga: amoga nabalelesima! Na sasagesu dunu ea ifabia misa: ne amola amo ea fage legei noga: idafa moma: ne, logo doasima.”
