On Lal Solomon 2
1 Ros inima se na in acn Sharon pa nga, Oana sie ros kiuf infahlfal uh.
I am the flower of the field, and the lily of the valleys.
2 Oana sie ros kiuf inmasrlon kokul uh, Ouinge el su saok sik inmasrlon mutan uh.
As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
3 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.
As the apple tree among the trees of the woods, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow, whom I desired: and his fruit was sweet to my palate.
4 El usyula nu in acn in orek kufwa lal Ac olak flag in lungse lal fuk.
He brought me into the cellar of wine, he set in order charity in me.
5 Folokonak ku luk ke raisin, Ac akwoyela ikok ke apple uh! Nga kuf na pwaye ke nunkeyen lungse lom.
Stay me up with flowers, compass me about with apples: because I languish with love.
6 Nga ilung lac paol lasa, Ac lac paol layot kafisyuyang nu yorol.
His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
7 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.
I adjure you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and the harts of the, fields, that you stir not up, nor make the beloved to awake, till she please.
8 Nga lohng pusren el su nga lungse. El kasrma srosro fineol uh, El yume tupalma inging uh nu yuruk.
The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills.
9 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.
My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart. Behold he standeth behind our wall, looking through the windows, looking through the lattices.
10 Ma se luk ah el kasma nu sik. Verse Lun Mukul Se Fahsru, kuiyuk, Kom su oaskulana, fahsru kital som.
Behold my beloved speaketh to me: Arise, make haste, my love, my dove, my beautiful one, and come.
11 Pacl mihsrisr uh safla; ac af uh wanginla;
For winter is now past, the rain is over and gone.
12 Ros uh fokla yen nukewa inimae. Inge pacl in on; Pusren wuleoa uh lohngyuk in acn sesr.
The flowers have appeared in our land, the time of pruning is come: the voice of the turtle is heard in our land:
13 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.
The fig tree hath put forth her green figs: the vines in flower yield their sweet smell. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come:
14 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.
My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollow places of the wall, shew me thy face, let thy voice sound in my ears: for thy voice is sweet, and thy face comely.
15 Ros ke ima in grape lasr uh farngelik tari, Kut enenu in sruokya kosro fox srisrik uh meet liki elos kunausla ima lasr uh.
Catch us the little foxes that destroy the vines: for our vineyard hath flourished.
16 Ma na luk pa mukul se nga lungse, ac nga ma na lal. El mukena kite un kosro natul uh inmasrlon ros kiuf uh
My beloved to me, and I to him who feedeth among the lilies,
17 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.
Till the day break, and the shadows retire. Return: be like, my beloved, to a roe, or to a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
