Soromoni' 4
1 Navesima negantoa mofamoka, kagi kagonamo'a arava ohe hentofazaga mani'nanke'na kema hugamizankura amuho hue. Kavufima refite'nana tavravemofo amefira, kavurgararemokea maho namagna hu'na'e. Hanki kazokamo'ma evuramiazamo'a Giliati agonafinti sipisipi afu'mo'za takaure takaure hu'za evuramizankna nehie.
See, you are fair, my love, you are fair; you have the eyes of a dove; your hair is as a flock of goats, which take their rest on the side of Gilead.
2 Kave'mo'a sipsipi afu anenta meni azoka harenteza ti frentageno efeke nehiankna huno efeke hu'ne. Magore huno kavemo'a hagro osu'neanki fenkamine anagami kavemo'a mago tragave hu'ne.
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep whose wool is newly cut, which come up from the washing; every one has two lambs, and there is not one without young.
3 Kagi'morenamo'a korankre nofikna hu'ne. Kagimo'a vahe'mo'ma kesane hu'are knare'zantfa hune. Kavugosama refite'nana tavravefina kameragemo'a korankre huno pomigreneti zafa rgagna hu'ne.
Your red lips are like a bright thread, and your mouth is fair of form; the sides of your head are like pomegranate fruit under your veil.
4 Hagi knankemo'a Deviti zaza nonkna huno hentofaza nehigeno, Deviti nonte'ma hankave sondia vahe'mo'zama tauseni'a hankozmima eme hantinte'za enevazankna hu'ne.
Your neck is like the tower of David made for a store-house of arms, in which a thousand breastplates are hanging, breastplates for fighting-men.
5 Tare aminka'araremokea kugaveza dia anenta afumoke lili trazampi traza neneke vano ha'ankna huna'e.
Your two breasts are like two young roes of the same birth, which take their food among the lilies.
6 Nanterama zasima osuno masama osu'nesige'na, ame hu'na mnanentake'za merene frenkinsensima me'nea agonafina marerigahue.
Till the evening comes, and the sky slowly becomes dark, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7 Navesima negantoa mofamoka kagrira kagi kagonamo arava ohe hentofa zaga mani'nankeno, maka kavufgamo'a afuhe afahera osuno hentofaza hu'ne.
You are all fair, my love; there is no mark on you.
8 Lebanonitira zahufa a'nimoka, nagrane egeta va'mneno. Amanae nehaza agonafintira eramio. Laionimo'ene lepatimo'enema noma kikema nemania agona Senirine Hemoni agonararemofo morusapintira eramio.
Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, with me from Lebanon; see from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the places of the lions, from the mountains of the leopards.
9 Zahufa a'nimoka kagra marerisa zagani'a mani'nanankinka tumonire avako nehane. Kesgama hunka kavuma nenaganke'nama knankempima pasesuma hu'nana zama negogeno'a, tumoni'amo'a fakifaki hu'ne.
You have taken away my heart, my sister, my bride; you have taken away my heart, with one look you have taken it, with one chain of your neck!
10 Zahufa a'nimoka kavesi'nenantana zamo'a hentofaza hu'ne. Kavesima nenantana zamo'a waini timofo haga'a agatere'ne. Hagi kavufgare'ma fre'nana masavemofo mnamo'a, mika haganentake zana agatere'ne.
How fair is your love, my sister! How much better is your love than wine, and the smell of your oils than any perfume!
11 Zahufa a'nimoka kagiteti'ma pakepakema nehia zamo'a tume rimo'ma nehiaza huno haganentake nehigeno, kagefu'namofo henka kaziga amirine tumerine me'ne. Ana nehigeno kukena ka'afinti mnamo'a Lebanoni sida zafafintima neviankna mna nevie.
Your lips are dropping honey; honey and milk are under your tongue; and the smell of your clothing is like the smell of Lebanon.
12 Zahufa a'nimoka kagra nagrike hoza mani'nenka, mareri fenozani'a mani'nane. Refite'nea ti kampui kagra mani'nenka, oku'a ti kampui tini'a mani'nane.
A garden walled-in is my sister, my bride; a garden shut up, a spring of water stopped.
13 Kagri hozafina pomigreneti zafa'moza metru hutere hune'za, knare'nare raga renentaze. Hagi mnanentake zantmima henama nadima,
The produce of the garden is pomegranates; with all the best fruits, henna and spikenard,
14 zafronima, kalamusine sinamoninema, ana maka frenkinsensima, merema, aloe trazane, maka knare'ma huno mananentakema nehia zantaminena ana hozafina me'ne.
Spikenard and safron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.
15 Hozafi me'nea ti kampui kna nehunka, knare tirukna hu'nane. Lebanoni agonafinti'ma eneramia tinkna hunka mani'nane.
You are a fountain of gardens, a spring of living waters, and flowing waters from Lebanon.
16 Noti kazigatira zahora erinka ne-egeno, sauti kazigati'enena zahora erino ne-ena huta, hozaniafinti mna'a erita vuta eta hi'o. Navesima negantomoka hozaka'afina enka hentofa zafa raga eme taginka nenka ko.
Be awake, O north wind; and come, O south, blowing on my garden, so that its spices may come out. Let my loved one come into his garden, and take of his good fruits.
