On Lal Solomon 6
1 Kom su kato oemeet inmasrlon mutan uh, Mukul se kom lungse ingan som nu oya? Fahkma nu sesr lah el fahsr nu ya, Kut in mau ku in kasrekom sokolak.
Chorus to Bride: Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? To where has your beloved turned aside, so that we may seek him with you?
2 Kuiyuk el som nu ke ima lal, Yen sak keng uh kapak we. El som kite un sheep natul in ima sac, Ac kinkin ros kiuf.
Bride: My beloved has descended to his garden, to the courtyard of aromatic plants, in order to pasture in the gardens and gather the lilies.
3 Mukul se nga lungse inge ma na luk, ac nga ma na lal. El mukena kite un kosro natul inmasrlon ros kiuf uh.
I am for my beloved, and my beloved is for me. He pastures among the lilies.
4 Mutan saok sik, kom arulana oasku oana acn Jerusalem, Kom kato oana siti fulat Tirzah, Oaskuiyom mwe kaksak ac arulana insewowo in liyeyuk.
Groom to Bride: My love, you are beautiful: sweet and graceful, like Jerusalem; terrible, like an army in battle array.
5 Furokla motom likiyu; Ngetma lom an oru nga kofla in oru kutena ma. Aunsifom sroalsroal ac srosro oana un nani uh Ke ac putati fineol Gilead me.
Avert your eyes from me, for they have caused me to fly away. Your hair is like a flock of goats, which have appeared out of Gilead.
6 Wihsum fasrfasr oana sheep Ma tufahna kalkulla ac owola. Tia soko selos fulukla; Nufonna arulana fas, ac kais soko oasr lainya.
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep, which have ascended from the washing, each one with its identical twin, and not one among them is barren.
7 Likintupom srusrsrusrame ye nuknuk minini lisringyen motom an.
Like the skin of a pomegranate, so are your cheeks, except for your hiddenness.
8 Mansis finne oasr kasra onngoul ac mutan kulansap oalngoul kial tokosra, Wi mutan fusr puspis saya su tia ku in oekyukla.
There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number.
9 Tusruktu mutan sefanna pa nga lungse uh, El arulana wo ac kato, oana sie wuleoa. El mutan sefanna nutin nina kial uh, Ac nina kial el kuloel. Mutan nukewa liyal ac kaksakunul; Kasra ac mutan kulansap kien tokosra elos yuk on in kaksak kacl.
One is my dove, my perfect one. One is her mother; elect is she who bore her. The daughters saw her, and they proclaimed her most blessed. The queens and concubines saw her, and they praised her.
10 Su mutan se inge, ku ngetngeta uh oana kalmen lotu uh? El arulana oasku ac saromrom, Ac srekuti oana faht uh ku malem uh.
Chorus to Groom: Who is she, who advances like the rising dawn, as beautiful as the moon, as elect as the sun, as terrible as an army in battle array?
11 Nga oatula inmasrlon sak almond uh In tuh liye sak fusr ma kap infahlfal uh, Ac liye sra sasu ke mah orak uh, Ac ros ma farengelik ke sak pomegranate.
Bride: I descended to the garden of nuts, in order to see the fruits of the steep valleys, and to examine whether the vineyard had flourished and the pomegranates had produced buds.
12 Nga rrarakkom oru nga tufalak ke lungse luk uh, Oana sie mwet utuk chariot ke el ac rarala nu ke mweun uh.
I did not understand. My soul was stirred up within me because of the chariots of Amminadab.
13 Mutan fusr Shulam se ingan, foloko, foloko, Tuh nga in ku in tuni kom. Verse Lun Mutan Se Efu ku kom lungse tuniyu Ke nga tacn inmasrlon mwet su takla tacn inge?
Chorus to Bride: Return, return, O Sulamitess. Return, return, so that we may consider you. Chorus to Groom: What will you see in the Sulamitess, other than choruses of encampments?
