Hiva ʻa Solomone 2
1 Ko au ko e lose ʻo Saloni, ko e lile ʻoe ngaahi teleʻa.
I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
2 ʻO hangē ko e lile ʻi he lotolotonga ʻoe ngaahi ʻakau talatala, ʻoku pehē ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga ʻi he ngaahi ʻofefine.
As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
3 Pea hangē ko e ʻakau ko e moli ki he ngaahi ʻakau ʻoe vao, ʻoku pehē ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga ʻi he ʻao ʻoe ngaahi foha. Ne u nofo hifo ki lalo ʻi hono malumalu, pea u fiefia lahi, pea naʻe huʻamelie ʻa hono fua ki hoku ngutu.
As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
4 Naʻa ne ʻomi au ki he fale keinangaʻanga, pea naʻe fakamalu ʻaki au ʻae fuka ʻae ʻofa.
He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
5 Tokoni au ʻaki ʻae uaine, pea fakafiemālieʻi au ʻaki ʻae ngaahi moli: he ʻoku ou pongia ʻi he ʻofa.
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
6 ʻOku ʻi lalo ʻi hoku ʻulu ʻa hono nima toʻohema, pea ʻoku fāʻufua au ʻe hono nima toʻomataʻu.
His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
7 ʻE ngaahi ʻofefine ʻo Selūsalema, ʻoku ou fekau kiate kimoutolu, ʻi hoʻomou ʻofa ki he fanga kāseli mo e fanga hainite ʻoe vao, ke ʻoua naʻa mou ueʻi pe fafangu ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga, kaeʻoua ke faʻiteliha pe ia.
I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
8 Ko e leʻo ʻo hoku ʻofaʻanga! Vakai, ʻoku haʻu ia mo puna ʻi he ngaahi moʻunga, pea hopohopo ʻi he ngaahi potu māʻolunga.
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
9 ʻOku tatau ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga mo e kāseli pe ko e hainite mui: vakai, ʻoku tuʻu mai ia mei he tuaʻā, ʻoku ne fakasio mai mei he ngaahi matapā, ʻo ne fakahā ia mei he ngaahi kātupa.
My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
10 Naʻe lea mai ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga, ʻo ne pehē kiate au, Tuʻu hake ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga, ko ʻeku tokotaha ʻoku hoihoifua, pea ke haʻu.
My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 Vakai, kuo hili ʻae faʻahitaʻu momoko, pea kuo ʻosi ʻae ʻuha mo mole atu;
For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
12 Kuo tupu hake ʻae ngaahi fisiʻi ʻakau ʻi he funga kelekele, kuo hoko ʻae ngaahi ʻaho ʻoku hiva ai ʻae fanga manupuna, pea ʻoku ongoʻi ʻi hota fonua ʻae leʻo ʻoe kulukulu:
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
13 ʻOku kamata tupu ʻi he ʻakau ko e fiki ʻa hono fua, pea ʻoku namu lelei mai ʻae fua mui ʻi he ngaahi vaine. ʻā koe ko hoku ʻofaʻanga, mo ʻeku hoihoifua, ke ke tuʻu hake, pea ke haʻu.
The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
14 ʻA koe ko ʻeku lupe, ʻoku nofo ʻi he ngaahi ʻanaʻi maka, mo e ngaahi potu lilolilo ʻoe lilifa, ke ke fakahā mai ho mata kiate au, pea tuku ke u fanongo ki ho leʻo; he ʻoku ke leʻo mālie, pea ʻoku fakaʻofoʻofa ho mata.
O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
15 Ke maʻu mai ʻae fanga fokisi, ʻae fanga fokisi iiki, ʻaia ʻoku maumauʻi ʻae vaine: he ʻoku kei mui ʻae fua ʻoe vaine.
Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.
16 ʻOku ʻoʻoku ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga, pea ʻoku ou ʻoʻona au: ʻoku kai ʻe ia ʻi he potu ʻoe ngaahi lile.
My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
17 Tafoki mai ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga, kaeʻoua ke maʻa hake ʻae ʻaho, pea mole atu ʻae fakapoʻuli, pea ke tatau koe mo e kāseli pe ko e hainite mui ʻi he ngaahi moʻunga ʻo Peta.
Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
