Song of Solomon 7

1 How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.

‌ʻE ʻofefine ʻoe tuʻi! Hono ʻikai fakaʻofoʻofa ho vaʻe mo ho topuvaʻe: ʻoku teuʻi lahi ho kofu vaʻe, ko e ngāue ʻae nima ʻoe tufunga poto.

2 Thy navel is [like] a round goblet, [wherein] no mingled wine is wanting: thy belly is [like] an heap of wheat set about with lilies.

Ko e fakamaʻu ʻo ho noʻotanga kofu ʻoku hangē ha ipu, ʻoku ʻikai masiva uaine: pea ʻoku tatau ho sino mo e u uite, kuo nonoʻo ʻaki ʻae ngaahi lile.

3 Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe.

‌ʻOku tatau ho ongo huhu mo e ongo kāseli, mui ʻoku na tatau.

4 Thy neck is like the tower of ivory; thine eyes [as] the pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim; thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.

‌ʻOku tatau ho kia mo ha fale lei ʻoku māʻolunga: pea tatau ho mata mo e anovai ika ʻi Hesiponi, ʻi he veʻe matapā ʻo Patalapini: ʻoku tatau ho ihu mo e fale leʻo ʻi Lepanoni ʻoku hanga ki Tamasikusi.

5 Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held captive in the tresses [thereof].

‌ʻOku tatau ho ʻulu mo Kameli, mo e louʻulu ʻo ho ʻulu ʻoku hangē ko e kulokula; kuo moʻua ʻae tuʻi ʻi he ngaahi potu ʻi fale.

6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

Oiau, hono ʻikai hoihoifua mo fakaʻofoʻofa koe, ʻa koe ko hoku ʻofaʻanga koeʻuhi ke u fiemālie ai!

7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters [of grapes].

‌ʻOku tatau ho māʻolunga mo e ʻakau ko e paame, pea hangē ho ongo huhu ko e ngaahi fuhi vaine.

8 I said, I will climb up into the palm tree, I will take hold of the branches thereof: let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy breath like apples;

Naʻaku pehē, “Te u kaka ʻi he ʻakau ko e paame, pea u puke ki hono ngaahi vaʻa:” pea ko eni foki, ʻoku tatau ho huhu mo e ngaahi fuhi vaine, mo e ngangatu ʻo ho mānava ʻo hangē ko e moli;

9 And thy mouth like the best wine, that goeth down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those that are asleep.

‌ʻOku tatau ʻae ngaahi lea mei ho ngutu mo e uaine lelei ʻoku huʻamelie: he naʻa mo kinautolu ʻoku mohe ʻoku fakalea ai.

10 I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me.

‌ʻOku ʻo hoku ʻofaʻanga au, pea ʻoku ne holi pe kiate au.

11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

Haʻu, ʻā hoku ʻofaʻanga, ke ta ō atu ki he ngoue; ke ta nofo ʻi he ngaahi potu kakai.

12 Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see whether the vine hath budded, [and] its blossom be open, [and] the pomegranates be in flower: there will I give thee my love.

Ke ta ō hengihengi ki he ngaahi ngoue vaine; ke ta mamata ki he vaine ʻi heʻene tupu lelei, mo e tupu ʻo hono fua mui, pea mo e fatakau ʻoe pomikanite: pea te u foaki ʻi ai ʻa ʻeku ʻofa kiate koe.

13 The mandrakes give forth fragrance, and at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.

‌ʻOku nanamu ʻae tutai, pea ʻoku ai ʻae ngaahi fua lelei ʻi hota veʻe matapā, kuo u tānaki koeʻuhi ko koe, ʻE hoku ʻofaʻanga.