Song of Solomon 8
1 Who doth make thee as a brother to me, Sucking the breasts of my mother? I find thee without, I kiss thee, Yea, they do not despise me,
ʻAmusiaange ʻeau kuo ke tatau mo ha tuongaʻane kiate au, ʻaia naʻe fakahuhu ʻi he ongo huhu ʻo ʻeku faʻē! Koeʻuhi ʻo kau ka ʻilo koe ʻituʻa. ke u ʻuma kiate koe, ʻo ʻikai mā ai.
2 I lead thee, I bring thee in unto my mother's house, She doth teach me, I cause thee to drink of the perfumed wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate,
Ka ne pehē, te u tataki koe mo ʻomi koe ki he fale ʻo ʻeku faʻē, pea te ne ako kiate au: te u fakainu koe ʻi he uaine namu lelei, kuo huʻi ʻaki ʻeau ʻae huhuʻa melie ʻoe pomikanite.
3 His left hand [is] under my head, And his right doth embrace me.
Pea ʻe ʻi lalo ʻi hoku ʻulu ʻa hono nima toʻohema, pea fāʻufua au ʻe hono nima toʻomataʻu.
4 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How ye stir up, And how ye wake the love till she please!
ʻE ngaahi ʻofefine ʻo Selūsalema, ʻoku ou fekau kiate kimoutolu, ke ʻoua naʻa mou ueʻi pe fafangu ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga, kaeʻoua ke faʻiteliha pe ia.
5 Who [is] this coming from the wilderness, Hasting herself for her beloved? Under the citron-tree I have waked thee, There did thy mother pledge thee, There she gave a pledge [that] bare thee.
Ko hai eni ʻoku haʻu mei he toafa, ʻoku faʻaki kiate ia ʻoku ne ʻofa ai? Naʻaku hiki hake koe ʻi he lolo moli: naʻe fanauʻi koe ʻi ai ʻe hoʻo faʻē, naʻe fanauʻi ʻi ai koe ʻe ia naʻa ne fāʻeleʻi koe.
6 Set me as a seal on thy heart, as a seal on thine arm, For strong as death is love, Sharp as Sheol is jealousy, Its burnings [are] burnings of fire, a flame of Jah! (Sheol h7585)
ʻAi au ki ho loto ʻo hangē ko e fakamaʻu ʻo ha tohi, pea hangē ko e mama ki ho nima; he ʻoku mālohi ʻae ʻofa ʻo tatau mo e mate; ʻoku ongongataʻa ʻae fuaʻa ʻo hangē ko e faʻitoka: ko hono malala ʻoku hangē ko e malalaʻi afi, ʻaia ʻoku ulo kakaha. (Sheol h7585)
7 Many waters are not able to quench the love, And floods do not wash it away. If one give all the wealth of his house for love, Treading down — they tread upon it.
ʻOku ʻikai faʻa tāmateʻi ʻae ʻofa ʻaki ʻae vai lahi, pea ʻe ʻikai mate ia ʻi he ngaahi vaitafe ʻoku lahi: pea kapau ʻe foaki ʻe ha tangata ʻae koloa kotoa pē ʻi hono fale ka ne maʻu ai ʻae ʻofa, ʻe lau pe ia ko e meʻa vaʻinga.
8 We have a little sister, and breasts she hath not, What do we do for our sister, In the day that it is told of her?
ʻOku ai homau tehina, pea ʻoku teʻeki hunuki hono huhu: pea ko e hā te mau fai ʻoka hoko ʻae ʻaho ke alea ki ai?
9 If she is a wall, we build by her a palace of silver. And if she is a door, We fashion by her board-work of cedar.
Kapau ko e ʻā ia, te mau fokotuʻu ki ai ha fale siliva: pea kapau ko e matapā ia, te mau teuteu ʻaki ia ʻae laupapa ko e sita.
10 I [am] a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace.
Ko au ko e ʻā, pea tatau mo e fale māʻolunga ʻa hoku huhu: ko ia ia naʻaku tatau ai ʻi hono ʻao mo ha taha kuo maʻu ʻae fiemālie.
11 Solomon hath a vineyard in Baal-Hamon, He hath given the vineyard to keepers, Each bringeth for its fruit a thousand silverlings;
Naʻe ia Solomone ʻae ngoue vaine ʻi Peali-Hamone: pea naʻa ne tuku ʻene ngoue vaine ki he kau tauhi: pea naʻe fekau ke ʻomi taki taha ʻae konga siliva ʻe afe, ko e totongi ki hono ngaahi fua.
12 My vineyard — my own — is before me, The thousand [is] for thee, O Solomon. And the two hundred for those keeping its fruit. O dweller in gardens!
ʻOku ʻi hoku ʻao ʻa ʻeku ngoue vaine ʻaʻaku: pea ko koe ʻe Solomone, te ke maʻu mei ai ʻae konga siliva ʻe afe, kae tuku kiate kinautolu ʻoku tauhi hono fua ʻae uangeau.
13 The companions are attending to thy voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe,
ʻA koe ʻoku nofo ʻi he ngaahi ngoue, pea ʻoku ongoʻi ho leʻo ʻe ho kāinga: tuku au foki ke u fanongo ai.
14 Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!
Fai vave ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga, pea ke tatau koe mo e kāseli pe ko e hainite mui he ngaahi moʻunga ʻoe kakala.
