Mele a Solomona 4
1 A IA hoi, he nani kou, e ka'u mea i aloha'i, aia hoi, he nani kou; O kou mau maka, ua like me na maka manu nunu, Iloko o kou pale; Ua like kou lauoho me ko ka poe kao, I ko lakou noho ana ma ka mauna o Giliada.
How beautiful you look, my darling, how beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair flows down like a flock of goats descending Mount Gilead.
2 Ua like kou mau niho me ka poe hipa i akoia, E hele mai ana, mai ka auau ana mai; Ua hanau palua lakou a pau, Aohe mea pa mawaena o lakou a pau.
Your teeth are as white as a flock of sheep that are just shorn and washed. None of them are missing—they are all perfectly matched.
3 Ua like kou mau lehelehe me ke kaula ulaula, A ua maikai kau olelo ana; E like me ka apana pomeraite, pela kou mau maka, Iloko o kou pale.
Your lips are as red as scarlet thread. Your mouth is gorgeous. Your cheeks are the blushing color of pomegranates behind your veil.
4 O kou a-i, ua like ia me ka halekiai o Davida, I kukuluia'i i hale kahiko kaua. Ua kau lakou malaila i hookahi tausani palekaua; He mau palekana lakou a pau no ka poe koa.
Your neck is as tall and shapely as David's tower, with your necklaces like the hanging shields of a thousand warriors.
5 O ko'u mau waiu, ua like ia me na anetelope i hanau palua ia, E ai ana mawaena o na lilia.
Your breasts are like two fawns, two gazelles feeding among the lilies.
6 A i ka wa oluolu o ka la, a auhee na aka, E hele au i ka mauna mura, a i ka puu libano.
Before the morning breezes blow and the shadows disappear, I must hurry to those mountains of myrrh and frankincense.
7 He nani loa kou a pau, e ka'u mea i aloha'i, Aole ou wahi kina iki.
You are incredibly beautiful, my darling—you are absolutely flawless!
8 E hele pu me au, mai Lebanona mai, e ka'u wahine, Me au pu, mai Lebanona mai, E nana mai ka piko mai o Amana, Mai ka piko mai o Sinera, a me Heremona, Mai ka lua mai o na liona, A mai ka mauna mai o na leopadi.
Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come from Lebanon. Come down from the peak of Amana, from the peaks of Senir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains where leopards live.
9 Ua hooeha mai oe i ko'u naau, e ko'u kaikuwahine, e ka'u wahine; Ua hooeha mai oe i ko'u naau me kekahi o kou mau maka, Me kekahi lei hoi o kou a-i.
You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride. With just one look you stole my heart, with just one sparkle from a single one of your necklaces.
10 Nani kou aloha, e ko'u kaikuwahine, e ka'u wahine! Maikai kou aloha mamua o ka waina, A me ke ala o kou mea kahinu, Mamua o na mea ala a pau loa.
How wonderful is your love, my sister, my bride! Your love is sweeter than wine. The way you smell from your perfumed oils is better than any spice.
11 O kou lehelehe, e ka'u wahine, ua haule ka meli malaila iho; Aia malalo iho o kou elelo, ka meli a me ka waiu; A o ke ala o kou kapa, Ua like ia me ke ala o Lebanona.
Nectar drips from your lips; milk and honey are under your tongue. The smell of your clothes is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 O ko'u kaikuwahine, o ka'u wahine, he kihapai ia i paa i ka pa, He kiowai i uhiia, he punawai hoi i kapiliia.
My sister, my bride, is a locked garden, a spring of water that is closed, a fountain that is sealed.
13 O kou mau kawowo, o ke kihapai pomeraite no ia me na hua ono, O ke kupero me ka naredo:
Your channel is a paradise of pomegranates, full of the best fruits, with henna and nard,
14 O ka na naredo, a me ke keroko, a me ke kalamo, a me ke kinemona, Me na laau ala a pau, o ka mura a me ka aloe, Me na mea ala maikai a pau.
nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all kinds of trees producing frankincense, myrrh, aloes, and the finest spices.
15 O ka punawai o na kihapai, o ka luawai o ka wai ola, A me na wai kahe mai Lebanona mai.
You are a garden fountain, a well of living water, a flowing stream from Lebanon.
16 E ala mai, e ka makani kukulu akau, E ka makani kukulu hema, e hele mai; E pa mai i ko'u kihapai i moani aku kona mea ala. E komo mai, o ka'u mea i aloha'i iloko o kona kihapai, E ai ia i ka hua o kona kihapai.
Wake up, north wind! Come, south wind! Blow on my garden so its scent may be carried on the breeze. Let my love come to his garden and eat its best fruits.
