Song of Solomon 6

1 Where is your loved one gone, O most fair among women? Where is your loved one turned away, that we may go looking for him with you?

Kuo ʻalu ki fē ho ʻofaʻanga, ʻa koe ʻoku hoihoifua ʻi he kau fefine kotoa pē? Kuo ʻalu ki fē ʻaia ʻoku ke ʻofa ai? Koeʻuhi ke tau kumi ia mo koe.

2 My loved one is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to take food in the gardens, and to get lilies.

Kuo ʻalu hifo ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga ki heʻene ngoue, ki he potu ngoue ʻoe ngaahi kakala, ke ne kai ʻi he ngoue, mo ne toli ʻae ngaahi lile.

3 I am for my loved one, and my loved one is for me; he takes food among the lilies.

‌ʻOku ʻo hoku ʻofaʻanga ʻa au, pea ʻoku ʻoʻoku ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga: ʻoku ne kai ʻi he lotolotonga ʻoe ngaahi lile.

4 You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, as fair as Jerusalem; you are to be feared like an army with flags.

ʻOku ke hoihoifua, ʻa koe ʻoku ou ʻofa ai, ʻo hangē ko Telisa, pea matamatalelei ʻo hangē ko Selūsalema, pea manavahēʻia ʻo hangē ko e matatau mo ʻenau ngaahi fuka.

5 Let your eyes be turned away from me; see, they have overcome me; your hair is as a flock of goats which take their rest on the side of Gilead.

Ke ʻoua naʻa sio mai ho mata kiate au he ʻoku ou vaivai ai: ʻoku tatau ho louʻulu mo e fanga kosi ʻoku fafanga ʻi Kiliati.

6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep which come up from the washing; every one has two lambs, and there is not one without young.

‌ʻOku tatau ho kaunifo mo e fanga sipi ʻoku ʻalu hake mei he kaukauʻi, he ʻoku taki ʻuhiua ʻa honau ʻuhiki, pea ʻoku ʻikai ke paʻa ha taha ʻi ai.

7 Like pomegranate fruit are the sides of your head under your veil.

‌ʻOku tatau ho manifinifihanga mo e konga pomikanite ʻoku fakalilo ʻaki ho louʻulu.

8 There are sixty queens, and eighty servant-wives, and young girls without number.

‌ʻOku ai ʻae tuʻi fefine ʻe toko onongofulu, mo e sinifu ʻe toko valungofulu, mo e kau tāupoʻou taʻefaʻalaua.

9 My dove, my very beautiful one, is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the dearest one of her who gave her birth. The daughters saw her, and gave her a blessing; yes, the queens and the servant-wives, and they gave her praises.

Ka ʻoku taha pe ʻa ʻeku lupe, ʻa ʻeku haohaoa, ko e taʻahine pe taha ia ʻa ʻene faʻē, pea ko e pele ʻaʻana naʻa ne fanauʻi ia. Naʻe mamata ki ai ʻae ngaahi ʻofefine ʻonau fakaongolelei ia, pea naʻa mo e ngaahi tuʻi fefine mo e sinifu foki kuo nau lea fakamālō ki ai.

10 Who is she, looking down as the morning light, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, who is to be feared like an army with flags?

Ko hai eni ʻoku hā mai ʻo hangē ko e pongipongi, ʻoku fakaʻofoʻofa ʻo hangē ko e māhina, ʻoku ulo ʻo hangē ko e laʻā, pea manavahēʻia ʻo hangē ko e matatau mo ʻenau ngaahi fuka.

11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the green plants of the valley, and to see if the vine was in bud, and the pomegranate-trees were in flower.

Ne u ʻalu hifo ki he ngoue natimeki ke u mamata ki he ngaahi fua ʻoe ʻakau ʻi he teleʻa, koeʻuhi ke u ʻilo pe ʻoku tupu lelei ʻae vaine, pea fatakau ʻae ngaahi pomikanite.

12 Before I was conscious of it, ...

Pea ʻiloange kuo fakafokifā naʻe puna hoku laumālie, ʻo hangē ha taha kuo heka ki he ngaahi saliote ʻo ʻAminatipa.

13 Come back, come back, O Shulammite; come back, come back, so that our eyes may see you. What will you see in the Shulammite? A sword-dance.

Ke ke tafoki mai, tafoki mai, ʻE fefine Sulami; tafoki mai, tafoki mai, ka mau mamata kiate koe. Ko e hā ʻoku mou fie mamata ai ki he fefine Sulami? Ke mau mamata ʻo hangē ko e kau taha ʻae matatau ʻe ua.