Song of Solomon 3
1 At night on my bed I was longing for him whom my soul loves; I looked for him, but I could not find him.
Maka kenagera tafeni'are mase'nena, navesima nentoa ne'mofonkura tusiza hu'na antahintahia nehu'na, ava'nafina agrikura hakena vano hu'noanagi onke'noe.
2 I said to myself, “I will get up and go through the city, through the streets and squares; I will search for him whom my soul loves.” I searched for him, but I did not find him.
Anama onke'na amanage hu'na hu'noe, menina oti'na rankumapine neone kampi vano nehu'na, nagu'aretima hu'na navesima nentoa ne'mofonkura hakena vano hugahue. Anage nehu'na otina hakena vano hu'noanagi onke'noe.
3 The watchmen found me as they were making their rounds in the city. I asked them, “Have you seen him whom my soul loves?”
Anante kumama kegava hu'za vanoma nehaza vahe'mo'za eme nage'za eri fore hazage'na, navesima nentoa nera ke'nazo hu'na zamantahige'noe.
4 It was only a little while after I had passed them that I found him whom my soul loves. I held him and would not let him go until I had brought him into my mother's house, into the bedroom of the one who had conceived me.
Kuma'ma kegavama nehaza vahetmima zamagate'ma nere'na, nagu'areti'ma hu'na navesi navesima nehua nera ome ke'na erifore hutena, ome agazafe'na anukinena avre'na nenrera nontega vu'na agrama amu'enema huno kasenante'nefinka vu'noe.
5 I want you to swear, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and the does of the fields, that you will not awaken or arouse love until she pleases.
Vemo'a huno, Jerusalemi mofaneramimota gazeliema nehaza afu'ene, afi diamo'ma nehia zante tamagesa nentahita, navesizana azeri ora otigosune huta huvempa hunenkeno vuno kna fatgore vino.
6 What is that coming up from the wilderness like a column of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all the powders sold by merchants?
E'i iza ka'ma kopintira kumo'ma rentikenoma eaza huno kumagumagu huno ne-e? Hagi merema nehaza mna zane, frenkinsensie nehaza mna zane maka mnanentake zama feno vahe'mo'zama zagore'ma netrazankna'ma nehiana iza'e?
7 Look, it is the bed of Solomon; sixty warriors surround it, sixty soldiers of Israel.
E'i Solomoninki'za, mase tafe'are mani'nege'za zamafunte zafa hu'za neazageno Israeli vahepima ugagotama hu'naza harafa sondia vahera, 60'a vahe'mo'za azeri amu'nompi ante'za avre'za neaze.
8 All of them are skilled with a sword and are experienced in warfare. Every man has his sword at his side, armed against the terrors of the night.
Ana maka vahe'mo'za bainati kazinteti'ma ha'ma hu'arera vugota hunazanki'za, ha'ma hu'zana antahikasi'naze. Ha' vahe'mo'zama kini ne'ma kenage'ma eme ahe'zanku'ma kegava hunentaza vaheki'za mago magomo'za bainati kazina zamote anaki tragotetere hu'naze.
9 King Solomon made himself a sedan chair of the wood from Lebanon.
Hanki Lebanoni mopafinti'ma eri'za e'naza zafanu kini ne' Solomoni'ma manisia trara tro hu'naze.
10 Its posts were made of silver; the back was made of gold, and the seat of purple cloth. Its interior was decorated with love by the daughters of Jerusalem.
Ana sesenkumofo noma antesgama hu zafa Silvareti tro nehu'za, amagenama ante kaziga golireti eri fagaginente'za, fitunke tavravereti tafera masinte'naze. Jerusalemi mofanemo'za ana konararia tro huntenazankino, tusiza hu'za ana konararigura zamavesinte'naze.
11 Go out, daughters of Zion, and gaze on King Solomon, bearing the crown with which his mother crowned him on his wedding day, on the day of the joy of his heart.
Atiramita kini ne' Solomonina eme keho. A'ma masimigeno tusi musema hia knare'ma, nerera'ma ami'nea kini fetori antanino ne-e.
