Song of Songs 1
1 The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.
Ko e fungani ʻoe hiva ʻa Solomone.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for your breasts are better than wine.
Tuku ke ne ʻumaʻaki kiate au ʻae ngaahi ʻuma ʻa hono ngutu: he ʻoku lelei hake hoʻo ʻofa ʻi he uaine.
3 And the smell of your ointments is better than all spices: your name is ointment poured forth; therefore do the young maidens love you.
ʻOku tatau ho huafa mo e lilingi atu ʻae lolo kakala, koeʻuhi ko e namu lelei ʻo hoʻo ngaahi meʻa tākai, pea ko ia ʻoku ʻofa ai ʻae kau tāupoʻou kiate koe.
4 They have drawn you: we will run after you, for the smell of your ointments: the king has brought me into closet: let us rejoice and be glad in you; we will love your breasts more than wine: righteousness loves you.
Toho au, pea te mau lele atu kiate koe: kuo ʻomi au ʻe he tuʻi ki hono ngaahi potu fale: te mau fiefia mo nekeneka ʻiate koe, pea te mau tokanga lahi hake kiate koe ʻi he uaine: ʻoku ʻofa kiate koe ʻae angatonu.
5 I am black, but beautiful, you daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
ʻE ngaahi ʻofefine ʻo Selūsalema, ʻoku ou ʻuliʻuli ʻo hangē ko e ngaahi fale fehikitaki ʻo Keta, kae matamatalelei ʻo hangē ko e ngaahi puipui ʻi he fale ʻo Solomone.
6 Look not upon me, because I am dark, because the sun has looked unfavourably upon me: my mother's sons strove with me; they made me keeper in the vineyards; I have not kept my own vineyard.
ʻOua naʻa sio mai kiate au koeʻuhi ʻoku ou ʻuliʻuli, koeʻuhi kuo sio hifo ʻae laʻā kiate au: naʻe ʻita kiate au ʻae fānau ʻa ʻeku faʻē; naʻa nau ngaohi au ko e tauhi ki he ngaahi ngoue vaine; ka ko ʻeku ngoue vaine ʻaʻaku kuo ʻikai te u tauhi ia.
7 Tell me, [you] whom my soul loves, where you tend your flock, where you cause [them] to rest at noon, lest I become as one that is veiled by the flocks of your companions.
ʻA koe, ʻoku ʻofa ki ai hoku laumālie, fakahā mai kiate au ʻae potu ʻoku ke fafanga ai, ʻae potu ʻoku ke pule ke malolō ai ʻa hoʻo fanga manu ʻi he hoʻatāmālie: he ko e hā te u hoko ai ke u tatau mo ha taha ʻoku afe ki he fanga manu ʻa ho kaungāʻapi?
8 If you know not yourself, you fair one among women, go you forth by the footsteps of the flocks, and feed your kids by the shepherd's tents.
Kapau ʻoku ʻikai te ke ʻilo, ʻa koe ʻoku hoihoifua lahi ʻi he kau fefine kotoa pē, ʻalu pe ʻi ho hala, ʻi he ʻalunga ʻoe fanga manu, pea ke fafanga hoʻo ngaahi ʻuhikiʻi kosi ʻi he fale fehikitaki ʻoe kau tauhimanu.
9 I have likened you, my companion, to my horses in the chariots of Pharao.
ʻA hoku ʻofaʻanga, kuo u fakatatau koe ki he fanga hoosi ʻi he ngaahi saliote ʻo Felo.
10 How are your cheeks beautiful as [those] of a dove, your neck as chains!
Kuo fakamatamatalelei ho kouʻahe ʻaki ʻae tuinga [mataʻitofe], mo ho kia ʻaki ʻae ngaahi kahoa [koula].
11 We will make you figures of gold with studs of silver.
Te mau ngaohi ʻaki ʻae koula ho ngaahi kapaʻi kofu, mo puleʻi ʻaki ia ʻae siliva.
12 So long as the king was at table, my spikenard gave forth its smell.
Lolotonga ʻae nofo ʻae tuʻi ʻi hono keinangaʻanga ʻoku namu kakala atu ʻeku naatosi.
13 My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh; he shall lie between my breasts.
ʻOku hangē ko e ʻu kakala ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga kiate au, pea ʻe tokoto ia ki hoku fatafata ʻi he pō ʻo ʻaho.
14 My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of Engaddi.
ʻOku tatau kiate au ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga mo e fuhi saipalesi ʻi he ngaahi ngoue vaine ʻi Eniketi.
15 Behold, you are fair, my companion; behold, you are fair; your eyes are doves.
Vakai, ʻoku ke hoihoifua ʻa koe ʻoku ou ʻofa ai; vakai, ʻoku ke hoihoifua ʻoku ke maʻu ʻae mata ʻoe lupe.
16 Behold, you are fair, my kinsman, yes, beautiful, overshadowing our bed.
Vakai, ʻoku ke toulekeleka, ʻE hoku ʻofaʻanga, ʻio, mo fakaʻofoʻofa; pea ʻoku laumaʻuiʻui foki hota tokotoʻanga.
17 The beams of our house are cedars, our ceilings are of cypress.
Ko e ngaahi ʻalanga ʻo hota fale ko e sita, pea ʻoku ʻato ʻaki ʻae saipalesi.
