Song of Solomon 5
1 I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride. I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, friends. Drink, yes, drink abundantly, beloved.
U A komo au iloko o ko'u kihapai, e ko'u kaikuwahine, e ka'u wahine; Ua ohi au i ko'u mura mea ala; Ua ai au i ko'u waihona meli me ko'u meli; Ua inu au i ko'u waina me ko'u waiu; E ai, e ko'u poe makamaka, E inu, oia hoi, e inu nui, e ka'u poe i aloha'i.
2 I was asleep, but my heart was awake. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks: "Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, and my hair with the dampness of the night."
Ua hiamoe au. ua ala no nae ko'u naau: He leo ka! o ka'u mea i aloha'i e kikeke ana, [me ka i mai, ] E wehe ae no'u, e ko'u kaikuwahine, e ka'u mea i aloha'i, e ka'u manu nunu, e ko'u mea maemae; No ka mea, ua paapu ko'u poo i ka hau, A me ko'u wili lauoho i na paka ua o ka po.
3 I have taken off my robe. Indeed, must I put it on? I have washed my feet. Indeed, must I soil them?
Ua wehe au i ko'u kapa komo; Pehea la wau e komo hou aku ai ia? Ua holoi au i ko'u mau wawae; Pehea la wau e hoopaumaelo hou aku ai?
4 My beloved thrust his hand in through the latch opening. My heart pounded for him.
Ua hookomo mai ka'u mea i aloha'i i kona lima ma kahi hakahaka, A haehae ko'u opu nona.
5 I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the lock.
Ua ku au iluna e wehe ae no ka'u mea i aloha'i, A kulu ka mura mai ko'u mau lima aku, A kahe hoi ka mura maemae loa mai ko'u mau manamana lima, Maluna o ka mea e paa ai ka puka.
6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved left; and had gone away. My heart went out when he spoke. I looked for him, but I did not find him. I called him, but he did not answer.
Ua wehe ae au no ka'u mea i aloha'i; Aka, o ka'u mea i aloha'i, ua huli ae ia, a hele aku la; Ua lele ko'u oili i kana olelo ana mai; Ua imi au ia ia, aole nae i loaa, Ua kahea aku au ia ia, aole nae i ekemu mai.
7 The watchmen who go about the city found me. They beat me. They bruised me. The keepers of the walls took my cloak away from me.
Ua loaa au i ka poe kiai i ko lakou hele ana a puni ke kulanakauhale, Ua pepehi mai lakou ia'u a eha au; O ka poe kiai maluna o ka pa, ua kaili ae lakou i ko'u aahu.
8 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, that you tell him that I am faint with love.
Ua kauoha aku au ia oukou, e na kaikamahine o Ierusalema, Ina e loaa ia oukou ka'u mea i aloha'i, E hai aku oukou ia ia, ua mai au i ke aloha.
9 How is your beloved better than another beloved, you fairest among women? How is your beloved better than another beloved, that you do so adjure us?
Heaha kau mea i aloha'i, mamua o kekahi mea i aloha'i, E ka mea maikai mawaena o na wahine; Heaha kau mea i aloha'i mamua o kekahi mea i aloha'i, I kauoha mai ai oe ia makou pela?
10 My beloved is radiant and tan. The best among ten thousand.
O ka'u mea i aloha'i, ua keokeo ia a me ka ulaula hoi, Ua oi nui aku ia mamua o na tausani he umi.
11 His head is like the purest gold. His hair is bushy, black as a raven.
O kona poo, he gula maemae ia, O kona wili lauoho, na loloa ia, A eleele hoi me he manu koraka la.
12 His eyes are like doves beside the water brooks, washed with milk, mounted like jewels.
O kona mau maka, ua like ia me ko ka manu nunu ma na kahawai, I holoiia i ka waiu, E noho ana me ka maikai.
13 His cheeks are like a bed of spices with towers of perfumes. His lips are like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.
O kona mau papalina, ua like ia me ka mala o na mea ala, A me ka ulaula ala hoi; O kona lehelehe, ua like ia me na lilia e kahe mai ana he mura maemae loa.
14 His hands are like rings of gold set with beryl. His body is like ivory work overlaid with sapphires.
O kona mau lima, ua like ia me na komo lima gula, I paapu i ka topaza. O kona opu, ua like ia me ka niho elepani, I uhiia hoi i ka sapeira.
15 His legs are like pillars of marble set on sockets of fine gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
O kona uha, ua like ia me na kia pohaku keokeo, Ua kukuluia maluna iho o na kumu gula maemae: O kona helehelena, ua like ia me Lebanona, Maikai hoi e like me na laau kedera.
16 His mouth is sweetness; yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, daughters of Jerusalem.
O kona waha, he mea ono no ia; Oiaio, he mea makemake nui loa ia oia. Oia ka'u mea i aloha'i, oia ko'u makamaka, E na kaikamahine o Ierusalema.
