Song of Solomon 4
1 Lo, thou [art] fair, my friend, lo, thou [art] fair, Thine eyes [are] doves behind thy veil, Thy hair as a row of the goats That have shone 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 as a row of the shorn ones That have come up from the washing, For all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not 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 As a thread of scarlet [are] thy lips, And thy speech [is] comely, As the work of the pomegranate [is] thy temple behind thy veil,
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 As the tower of David [is] thy neck, built for an armoury, The chief of the shields are hung on it, All shields of the mighty.
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] as two fawns, Twins of a roe, that are feeding among lilies.
Dia dodo da ‘gasele dia’ ohe aduna lalelegei amo da ‘lili’ bugi ganodini ha: i nanebe agoai ba: sa.
6 Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, I will get me unto the mountain of myrrh, And unto 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 friend, And a blemish there is not in thee. Come from Lebanon, O spouse,
Na dogolegei! Di da noga: idafa ba: sa. Di da baligili noga: idafa.
8 Come from Lebanon, come thou in. Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Shenir and Hermon, From the habitations of lions, From the mountains of 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 emboldened me, my sister-spouse, Emboldened me 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 wonderful have been thy loves, my sister-spouse, How much better have been thy loves than wine, And the fragrance of thy perfumes 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 drop honey, O spouse, Honey and milk [are] under thy tongue, And the fragrance of thy garments [Is] as the fragrance 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 shut up [is] my sister-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 shoots a paradise of pomegranates, With precious fruits,
14 Cypresses with nard — nard and saffron, Cane and cinnamon, With all trees of frankincense, Myrrh and aloes, with all 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 fount of gardens, a well of living waters, And flowings 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, O south, Cause my garden to breathe forth, its spices let flow, Let my beloved come to his garden, And eat its 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.”
