Song of Solomon 2
1 As a lily among the thorns,
Ros inima se na in acn Sharon pa nga, Oana sie ros kiuf infahlfal uh.
2 So [is] my friend among the daughters!
Oana sie ros kiuf inmasrlon kokul uh, Ouinge el su saok sik inmasrlon mutan uh.
3 As a citron among trees of the forest, So [is] my beloved among the sons, In his shade I delighted, and sat down, And his fruit [is] sweet to my palate.
Oana soko sak apple inmasrlon sak inima uh, Ouinge lumweyen el su saoklana sik inmasrlon mukul saya uh. Nga lungse na muta ye lulin sak apple soko inge. Ke nga ema fahko kac uh arulana emwem.
4 He has brought me to a house of wine, And his banner over me [is] love,
El usyula nu in acn in orek kufwa lal Ac olak flag in lungse lal fuk.
5 Sustain me with grape-cakes, Support me with citrons, for I [am] sick with love.
Folokonak ku luk ke raisin, Ac akwoyela ikok ke apple uh! Nga kuf na pwaye ke nunkeyen lungse lom.
6 His left hand [is] under my head, And his right embraces me.
Nga ilung lac paol lasa, Ac lac paol layot kafisyuyang nu yorol.
7 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the does of the field, Do not stir up nor wake the love until she pleases!
Kowos mutan Jerusalem, wulema nu sik Ke inen kosro mui ac kato inima uh, Lah kowos fah tia oru kutena ma in lusrong pacl in pwar lasr uh.
8 The voice of my beloved! Behold, this—he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
Nga lohng pusren el su nga lungse. El kasrma srosro fineol uh, El yume tupalma inging uh nu yuruk.
9 My beloved [is] like to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Behold, this—he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.
Kawuk luk ah el oana soko kosro gazelle, Oana soko deer fusr mukul. El a tu pesinka uh. El ngetma ke winto ah, Ac yoryor ke lisrlisr wasengseng uh.
10 My beloved has answered and said to me, “Rise up, my friend, my beautiful one, and come away,
Ma se luk ah el kasma nu sik. Verse Lun Mukul Se Fahsru, kuiyuk, Kom su oaskulana, fahsru kital som.
11 For behold, the winter has passed by, The rain has passed away—it has gone.
Pacl mihsrisr uh safla; ac af uh wanginla;
12 The flowers have appeared in the earth, The time of the singing has come, And the voice of the turtle was heard in our land,
Ros uh fokla yen nukewa inimae. Inge pacl in on; Pusren wuleoa uh lohngyuk in acn sesr.
13 The fig tree has ripened her green figs, And the sweet-smelling vines have given forth fragrance, Rise, come, my friend, my beautiful one, indeed, come away.
Fokinsak fig uh mutawauk in mwesrla; Foulin ros ke grape uh akkengyela acn uh. Fahsru, kom su saok sik, Kom su oaskulana sik, fahsru wiyu.
14 My dove, in clefts of the rock, In a secret place of the ascent, Cause me to see your appearance, Cause me to hear your voice, For your voice [is] sweet, and your appearance lovely.”
Kom oana sie wuleoa su muta In luf pe fulu uh. Nga ke liye ngetnget oasku se lom an; Nga ke lohngak pusra kato se lom.
15 Seize for us foxes, Little foxes—destroyers of vineyards, Even our sweet-smelling vineyards.
Ros ke ima in grape lasr uh farngelik tari, Kut enenu in sruokya kosro fox srisrik uh meet liki elos kunausla ima lasr uh.
16 My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his, Who is delighting among the lilies,
Ma na luk pa mukul se nga lungse, ac nga ma na lal. El mukena kite un kosro natul uh inmasrlon ros kiuf uh
17 Until the day breaks forth, And the shadows have fled away, Turn, be like, my beloved, To a roe, or to a young one of the harts, On the mountains of separation!
Nwe ke na engyengsrik in lotu uh tuhme, Ac lohsr uh wanginla. Folokla, kom su saok sik, kasrla oana soko gazelle mui, Oana soko deer mukul el kasrusr ke tohktok lun eol uh.
