Waiata a Horomona 2
1 He puawai ahau no Harono, he rengarenga no nga awaawa.
I'm just a flower from the plain of Sharon, a lily found in the valleys.
2 He rengarenga i roto i nga tataramoa, ko taku e aroha nei i waenga i nga tamahine.
Just as a lily stands out among the brambles, so you, my darling, stand out among other women.
3 Kei te aporo i roto i nga rakau o te ngahere te rite o taku kaingakau i roto i nga taitamariki. Ahuareka ana taku noho iho i raro i tona taumarumarutanga, a he reka ana hua ki toku ngao.
My love is like an apple tree among the forest trees, compared to other young men. I love to sit down in his shade and his fruit tastes sweet to me.
4 I kawea ahau e ia ki te whare hakari, a ko tona kara i runga i ahau he aroha.
He took me to drink of his wine, wanting to show his love for me.
5 Whakakahangia ake ahau ki te karepe whakamaroke, whakahauorangia ahau ki te aporo; e mate ana hoki ahau i te aroha.
Feed me raisins to give me energy, give me apples to revive me, for love has made me weak!
6 Kei raro i toku mahunga tona maui, e awhi ana tona matau i ahau.
He supports my head with his left hand, and holds me close with his right.
7 He ki tenei naku ki a koutou, e nga tamahine o Hiruharama, i te aroaro ano o nga anaterope, o nga hata o te parae, kaua e whakaohokia, kaua e whakaarahia taku e aroha nei, a kia pai ra ano ia.
Women of Jerusalem, swear to me by the gazelles or the wild deer that you won't disturb our love until the right time.
8 Ko te reo ra o taku e aroha nei! Nana, te haere mai nei ia, e tupekepeke ana i runga i nga maunga, e mokowhiti ana i runga i nga pukepuke.
Listen! I hear the voice of my love! Look! Here he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping over the hills—
9 Rite tonu taku e aroha nei ki te anaterope, ki te kuao hata ranei: tenei ia te tu mai nei i muri o to matou taiepa, e matakitaki mai ana i nga matapihi, e whakaata mai ana ra roto i te mea ripekapeka.
my love is like a gazelle or a young deer! Look, he's there, standing behind our wall, looking through the window, peering through the screen.
10 I korero mai taku e aroha nei, i mea mai ki ahau, E ara, e taku ipo, e taku mea ataahua, ka haere mai.
My love calls out to me, “Get up, my darling, my beautiful girl, and come away with me! Just look!
11 Nana, kua pahemo te hotoke, kua mutu te ua, kua kore;
Winter has finished; the rains are over and gone.
12 Kua puta nga puawai ki te whenua; kua tata te wa e korihi ai nga manu, a e rangona ana te reo o te kukupa ki to tatou whenua;
Flowers are blooming everywhere; the time when birds sing has come; the call of the turtledove is heard in the countryside.
13 Kua kopuku nga hua hou o te piki, kua puaka nga waina, e kakara mai nei. Maranga, e toku hoa, e taku mea ataahua, haere mai hoki.
Fig trees start producing ripe fruit, while grape vines blossom, giving off their fragrance. Get up, my darling, my beautiful girl, and come away with me!”
14 E taku kukupa i roto i nga kapiti o te kamaka, i te wahi ngaro o te pikitanga, kia kite ahau i tou ahua, kia rongo ahau i tou reo; he reka hoki tou reo, he ataahua tou mata.
My dove is out of sight in the crevices of the rock, in the hiding places of the cliff. Please let me see you! Let me hear you! For you speak so sweetly, and you look so beautiful!
15 Hopukia mai ma taua nga pokiha, nga pokiha ririki e takakino nei i a taua mara waina; kua puawai hoki a taua waina.
Catch the foxes for us, all the little foxes that come and destroy the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom!
16 Naku taku kaingakau, nana hoki ahau: kei waenga ia i nga rengarenga e whangai ana i tana kahui.
My love is mine, and I am his! He feeds among the lilies,
17 I te mea kiano i matao te ra, a kiano i rere noa nga atarangi, tahuri mai, e taku e aroha nei, kia rite koe ki te anaterope, ki te kuao hata, i nga maunga o Petere.
until the morning breezes blow and the shadows disappear. Come back to me, my love, and be like a gazelle or a young deer on the split mountains.
