Mele a Solomona 8
1 I NA paha oe i like me ko'u kaikunane, Ka mea i omo i ka waiu o ko'u makuwahine! A i loaa oe ia'u mawaho, e honi no au ia oe, Aole hoi au e hoowahawahaia.
Oh that thou hadst been a very brother to me, who had sucked the breasts of my own mother, —Had I found thee without, I had kissed thee, Yea, folk would not have despised me!
2 A e alakai no hoi au ia oe, a e hookomo ia oe Iloko o ka hale o ko'u makuwahine, ka mea nana au i ao mai. E hoohainu au ia oe i ka waina ala, No ka waina hou o ko'u pomeraite.
I would have guided thee—brought thee into the house of my mother, Thou wouldst have instructed me, —I would have let thee drink of spiced wine, of the pressed-out juice of my pomegranate.
3 Aia malalo iho o ko'u poo kona lima hema, A o kona lima akau, ua apo mai ia'u.
His left hand under my head, then, his right hand, embraceth me.
4 Ke kauoha aku nei au ia oukou, e na kaikamahine o Ierusalema, E hooluliluli ole aku oukou, a e hoala ole aku i ka'u mea i aloha'i, A ala wale mai ia.
I [HE] adjure you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, —Why will ye wake, and why will ye arouse the dear love until she please!
5 Owai keia e pii mai nei mai ka waoakua mai, E hilinai ana maluna o kana mea i aloha'i? Ua hoala aku au ia oe, malalo iho o ka laau ohia; Malaila, ua hanau mai kou makuwahine ia oe, Malaila, ua hanau mai ia oe ka mea nana oe i hanau mai.
[THEY] Who is this, coming up out of the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? [HE] Under the apple-tree, I roused thee, where thy mother, was in pain with thee, where she was in pain who gave thee birth!
6 E kau mai ia'u i hoailona maluna o kou naau, I hoailona hoi maluna o kou lima; No ka mea, o ke aloha, ua ikaika ia e like me ka make; O ka lili, ua paa loa ia e like me ka luakupapau; O kona lapalapa ana, o ka lapalapa ana no ia o ke ahi wela loa. (Sheol h7585)
[SHE] Set me as a seal, upon thy heart, as a seal upon thine arm, For, mighty as death, is love, Exacting as hades, is jealousy, —The flames thereof, are flames of fire, The flash of Yah! (Sheol h7585)
7 Aole pio ke aloha i na wai he nui loa, Aole ia e mokuhia e na wai kahe; Ina e haawi aku ke kanaka i ka waiwai a pau o kona hale i lilo mai ke aloha, E hoowahawaha loa ia ia mau mea.
Many waters, cannot quench love, nor shall, floods, overwhelm it, —If a man would give all the substance of his house, for love, they would, utterly despise, him.
8 Ke kaiku wahine uuku o makou, aole ona waiu, Heaha ka mea a makou e hana'i no ko makou kaikuwahine, I ka la i hoopalauia'i oia?
[THEY] A sister, have we, a little one, and, breasts, hath she none, What shall we do for our sister, in the day when she may be spoken for?
9 Ina he pa oia, e kukulu makou maluna ona he halepakui kala; Ina he puka oia, e uhi makou ia ia i na laau kedera.
If, a wall, she is, we will build upon it a battlement of silver, —but if, a door, she is, we will close it up with a plank of cedar.
10 He pa no wau, A o ko'u mau waiu e like ia me ka halekiai: Alaila, ua like au i kona mau maka, me he mea la i alohaia mai.
[SHE] I, was a wall, and, my breasts, like towers, —Then, became I, in his eyes, one who did indeed find good content.
11 He malawaina na Solomona ma Baalahamona; Ua hoolimalima aku oia i kana malawaina i ka poe nana i malama; Ua lawe mai kela kanaka, keia kanaka i hookahi tausani apana kala i uku no ka hua waina.
A vineyard, had Solomon, as the owner of abundance, He put out the vineyard to keepers, —Every man, was to bring in, for the fruit thereof, a thousand silverlings:
12 O ka'u malawaina, ia'u no ia, eia no imua o'u, He tausani kau, e Solomona, A elua haneri na ka poe malama i ka hua.
Mine own vineyard, is before me, —The thousand belong to thee, O Solomon, and two hundred to the keepers of the fruit thereof.
13 E ka mea e noho ana ma na kihapai, Ua lohe ka poe hoanoho i kou leo; E ae mai oe i lohe au.
[HE] O thou fair dweller in the gardens, the companions are giving heed to thy voice, Let me hear it.
14 E wikiwiki oe, e ka'u mea i aloha'i, E hoohalike ia oe iho me ka anetelope, a me ka dia keiki, Maluna o na mauna ala.
[SHE] Come quickly, my beloved, and resemble thou a gazelle, or a young stag, upon the mountains of balsam-trees.
