Mele a Solomona 6
1 A ILA ihea i hele ai ka'u mea i aloha'i, E ka mea maikai mawaena o na wahine? Mahea la i huli aku ai kau mea i aloha'i, I imi pu hoi kakou ia ia?
Where has your beloved gone, most beautiful among women? In what direction has your beloved gone, so that we may seek him with you?
2 Ua iho ka'u mea i aloha'i ilalo o kona kihapai, I ka mala o na mea ala, E ai ana iloko o ke kihapai, A e ohi hoi i na lilia.
My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to graze in the garden and to gather lilies.
3 No ka'u mea i aloha'i owau, A o ka'u mea i aloha'i, no'u ia: E ai ana ia mawaena o na lilia.
I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies with pleasure.
4 Ua maikai oe, e ka'u mea i aloha'i, e like me Tireza, Ua nani hoi e like me Ierusalema; A he mea e makau ai e like me ka poe e amo ana i na hae.
You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my love, as lovely as Jerusalem, as awe-inspiring as an army with its banners.
5 E huli aku oe i kou mau maka mai o'u aku nei, No ka mea, ua lanakila laua maluna o'u. O kou lauoho, ua like ia me ka poe kao, E noho ana maluna o Giliada.
Turn your eyes away from me, for they overwhelm me. Your hair is like a flock of goats going down from the slopes of Gilead.
6 O kou mau niho, ua like ia me ka poe hipa, E pii mai ana mai ka auau ana mai; Ua hanau palua lakou a pau, Aohe mea pa mawaena o lakou a pau.
Your teeth are like a flock of ewes coming up from the washing place. Each one has a twin, and none among them is bereaved.
7 Me ka apana pomeraite, pela kou mau maka, Iloko o kou pale.
Your cheeks are like pomegranate halves behind your veil.
8 Aia na wahine alii he kanaono, Elua kanaha haiawahine, A o ka poe puupaa hoi, aole lakou e pau i ka heluia.
There are sixty queens, eighty concubines, and young women without number.
9 O ka'u manu nunu, ko'u mea maemae, hookahi no ia, He kamakahi ia na kona makuwahine, Oia wale no ka mea i alohaia e ka mea nana ia i hanau mai. Ua ike na kaikamahine ia ia, a hoomaikai aku la lakou; O na alii wahine a me na haiawahine hoi, Ua hoonani pu lakou ia ia.
My dove, my undefiled, is the only one; she is the only daughter of her mother; she is the favorite one of the woman who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and the concubines saw her also, and they praised her:
10 Owai keia e nana mai ana e like me ka wehe ana o ke alaula? Ua konale ia e like me ka mahina, Ua maikai hoi ia e like me ka la, A he mea e makau ai e like me ka poe e amo ana i na hae.
“Who is this who appears like the dawn, as beautiful as the moon, as bright as the sun, as awe-inspiring as an army with its banners?”
11 Ua iho au ilalo o ke kihapai agoza, E nana i na mea uliuli o ke awawa, E ike hoi i ka ulu ana o ka waina, A me ka pua ana o ka pomeraite:
I went down into the grove of nut trees to see the young growth in the valley, to see whether the vines had budded, and whether the pomegranates were in bloom.
12 A emo ole, ua lilo aka ko'u uhane, E like me na kaa o Aminadiba.
I was so happy that I felt I was riding in the chariot of a prince.
13 E hoi, e hoi mai, e Sulamite, E hoi, e hoi mai i ike makou ia oe. Heaha ka oukou mea e ike ai ia Sulamite? E like me ko na poe kaua elua.
Turn back, turn back, you perfect woman; turn back, turn back so that we may gaze on you. The woman speaking to the friends Why do you gaze on the perfect woman, as if on the dance between two armies?
