Song of Solomon 2
1 I [am] the rose of Sharon, [and] the lily of the valleys.
Ros inima se na in acn Sharon pa nga, Oana sie ros kiuf infahlfal uh.
2 As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the daughters.
Oana sie ros kiuf inmasrlon kokul uh, Ouinge el su saok sik inmasrlon mutan uh.
3 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.
Oana soko sak apple inmasrlon sak inima uh, Ouinge lumweyen el su saoklana sik inmasrlon mukul saya uh. Nga lungse na muta ye lulin sak apple soko inge. Ke nga ema fahko kac uh arulana emwem.
4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me [was] love.
El usyula nu in acn in orek kufwa lal Ac olak flag in lungse lal fuk.
5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I [am] sick of love.
Folokonak ku luk ke raisin, Ac akwoyela ikok ke apple uh! Nga kuf na pwaye ke nunkeyen lungse lom.
6 His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
Nga ilung lac paol lasa, Ac lac paol layot kafisyuyang nu yorol.
7 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.
Kowos mutan Jerusalem, wulema nu sik Ke inen kosro mui ac kato inima uh, Lah kowos fah tia oru kutena ma in lusrong pacl in pwar lasr uh.
8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
Nga lohng pusren el su nga lungse. El kasrma srosro fineol uh, El yume tupalma inging uh nu yuruk.
9 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.
Kawuk luk ah el oana soko kosro gazelle, Oana soko deer fusr mukul. El a tu pesinka uh. El ngetma ke winto ah, Ac yoryor ke lisrlisr wasengseng uh.
10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Ma se luk ah el kasma nu sik. Verse Lun Mukul Se Fahsru, kuiyuk, Kom su oaskulana, fahsru kital som.
11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over [and] gone;
Pacl mihsrisr uh safla; ac af uh wanginla;
12 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;
Ros uh fokla yen nukewa inimae. Inge pacl in on; Pusren wuleoa uh lohngyuk in acn sesr.
13 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.
Fokinsak fig uh mutawauk in mwesrla; Foulin ros ke grape uh akkengyela acn uh. Fahsru, kom su saok sik, Kom su oaskulana sik, fahsru wiyu.
14 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.
Kom oana sie wuleoa su muta In luf pe fulu uh. Nga ke liye ngetnget oasku se lom an; Nga ke lohngak pusra kato se lom.
15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines [have] tender grapes.
Ros ke ima in grape lasr uh farngelik tari, Kut enenu in sruokya kosro fox srisrik uh meet liki elos kunausla ima lasr uh.
16 My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his: he feedeth among the lilies.
Ma na luk pa mukul se nga lungse, ac nga ma na lal. El mukena kite un kosro natul uh inmasrlon ros kiuf uh
17 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.
Nwe ke na engyengsrik in lotu uh tuhme, Ac lohsr uh wanginla. Folokla, kom su saok sik, kasrla oana soko gazelle mui, Oana soko deer mukul el kasrusr ke tohktok lun eol uh.
