Song of Solomon 4
1 Oh, you are beautiful, my love; you are beautiful. Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats going down from Mount Gilead.
Vakai, ʻoku ke hoihoifua, ʻE hoku ʻofaʻanga; vakai, ʻoku ke hoihoifua; ʻoku tatau ho mata mo e mata ʻoe lupe ʻoku fakalilo ʻaki ho louʻulu: pea ko ho louʻulu ʻoku hangē ko e louʻulu ʻoe fanga kosi, ʻoku fafanga ʻi he moʻunga ko Kiliati.
2 Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn ewes, coming up from the washing place. Each one has a twin, and none among them is bereaved.
ʻOku tatau ho kaunifo mo e fanga sipi kuo kosikosi, pea ʻoku ʻalu hake mei he kaukauʻi; he ʻoku taki ʻuhiua ʻa honau ʻuhiki, pea ʻoku ʻikai ke paʻa ha taha ʻi ai.
3 Your lips are like a thread of scarlet; your mouth is lovely. Your cheeks are like pomegranate halves behind your veil.
ʻOku tatau mo e afo kulokula ho loungutu; pea ʻoku mālie ho leʻo; pea ʻoku tatau mo e konga pomikanite ʻa ho manifinifihanga ʻoku fakalilo ʻaki ho louʻulu.
4 Your neck is like the tower of David built in rows of stone, with a thousand shields hanging on it, all the shields of soldiers.
ʻOku tatau ho kia mo e fale māʻolunga naʻe langa ʻe Tevita ko e tukuʻanga ʻoe mahafutau, ʻaia ʻoku tautau ai ʻae fakaū ʻe afe, ʻae pā kotoa pē ʻoe kau tangata toʻa.
5 Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, grazing among the lilies.
ʻOku tatau ho ongo huhu mo e ongo kāseli mui ʻoku na tatau, ʻaia ʻoku kai ʻi he potu ʻoe ngaahi lile.
6 Until the dawn arrives and the shadows flee away, I will go to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.
Te u ʻalu au ki he moʻunga ʻoe mula, mo e moʻunga ʻoe laipeno, pea te u ʻi ai ʻo aʻu ki he maʻa hake ʻae ʻaho, mo e puna atu ʻoe fakapoʻuli.
7 You are beautiful in every way, my love and there is no blemish in you.
ʻE hoku ʻofaʻanga, ʻoku ke hoihoifua haohaoa; ʻoku ʻikai ha mele ʻiate koe.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride. Come with me from Lebanon; come from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from lions' dens, from mountain dens of leopards.
Haʻu mo au mei Lepanoni, ʻE hoku uaifi, haʻu mo au mei Lepanoni; sio hifo mei he tumutumu ʻo ʻAmana, mei he tumutumu ʻo Senila mo Heamoni, mei he ʻana ʻoe fanga laione, mei he ngaahi moʻunga ʻoe fanga lēpati.
9 You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart, with just one look at me, with just one jewel of your necklace.
ʻE hoku tuofefine mo hoku uaifi, kuo kavea hoku loto kiate koe; kuo mole hoku loto ʻi he sio mai tuʻo taha pe ʻa ho mata, mo e kahoa pe taha ʻi ho kia.
10 How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume than any spice.
Hono ʻikai matamatalelei ʻa hoʻo ʻofa, ʻE hoku tuofefine mo hoku uaifi! Hono ʻikai lelei hake hoʻo ʻofa ʻi he uaine, mo e nanamu ʻo hoʻo ngaahi meʻa tākai ʻi he meʻa namu kakala kotoa pē.
11 Your lips, my bride, drip honey; honey and milk are under your tongue; the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
ʻE hoku uaifi, ʻoku toʻi ho loungutu ʻo hangē ko e hone mei hono ngeʻesi: ʻoku ʻi lalo ʻi ho ʻelelo ʻae hone mo e huʻahuhu; pea ko e nanamu ʻo ho ngaahi kofu ʻoku tatau mo e nanamu ʻo Lepanoni.
12 My sister, my bride is a garden locked up, a garden locked up, a spring that is sealed.
ʻOku tatau mo e ngoue kuo ʻāʻi, ʻa hoku tuofefine mo hoku uaifi; ko e vai mapunopuna ia kuo taʻofia, ko e matavai ia kuo tāpuni ke maʻu.
13 Your branches are a grove of pomegranate trees with choice fruits, and of henna and nard plants,
Ko ia ʻoku tupu ʻiate koe ʻoku tatau mo e ngoue pomikanite mo hono ngaahi fua lelei; ko e saipalesi mo e naatosi,
14 Nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon with all kinds of spices, myrrh and aloes with all the finest spices.
Ko e naatosi mo e kakosi; ko e kalamusi mo e sinamoni, mo e ʻakau kotoa pē ʻoku namu lelei; ko e mula mo e ʻalosi, mo e fungani hake ʻoe ngaahi kakala kotoa pē:
15 You are a garden spring, a well of fresh water, streams flowing down from Lebanon.
Ko e matavai ʻi he ngaahi ngoue, ko e matavai ʻoe ngaahi vai moʻui, mo e ngaahi vaitafe mei Lepanoni.
16 Awake, north wind; come, south wind; blow on my garden so that its spices may give off their fragrance. May my beloved come into his garden and eat some of its choice fruit.
ʻE matangi tokelau, ke ke ʻaa pea haʻu mo e tonga; ʻo havilivili ki heʻeku ngoue, koeʻuhi ke ngangatu mei ai ʻae ngaahi namu kakala. Tuku ke haʻu ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga ki heʻene ngoue, mo ne kai ai hono ngaahi fua lelei.
