Hiva ʻa Solomone 1
1 Ko e fungani ʻoe hiva ʻa Solomone.
The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's.
2 Tuku ke ne ʻumaʻaki kiate au ʻae ngaahi ʻuma ʻa hono ngutu: he ʻoku lelei hake hoʻo ʻofa ʻi he uaine.
Oh, that he would kiss me with the kisses of his mouth, The woman speaking to the man for your love is better than wine.
3 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.
Your anointing oils have a delightful fragrance; your name is like flowing perfume, so the young women love you.
4 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.
Take me with you, and we will run. The woman speaking to herself The king has brought me into his rooms. The woman speaking to the man We are glad; We rejoice about you; let us celebrate your love; it is better than wine. It is natural for the other women to adore you.
5 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.
I am dark but lovely, you daughters of Jerusalem— dark like the tents of Kedar, lovely like the curtains of Solomon.
6 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.
Do not stare at me because I am dark, because the sun has scorched me. My mother's sons were angry with me; they made me keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have not kept.
7 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?
Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where do you feed your flock? Where do you rest your flock at noontime? Why should I be like someone who wanders beside the flocks of your companions?
8 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.
If you do not know, most beautiful among women, follow the tracks of my flock, and pasture your young goats near the shepherds' tents.
9 ʻA hoku ʻofaʻanga, kuo u fakatatau koe ki he fanga hoosi ʻi he ngaahi saliote ʻo Felo.
I compare you, my love, to a mare among Pharaoh's chariot horses.
10 Kuo fakamatamatalelei ho kouʻahe ʻaki ʻae tuinga [mataʻitofe], mo ho kia ʻaki ʻae ngaahi kahoa [koula].
Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
11 Te mau ngaohi ʻaki ʻae koula ho ngaahi kapaʻi kofu, mo puleʻi ʻaki ia ʻae siliva.
We will make for you gold ornaments with silver studs.
12 Lolotonga ʻae nofo ʻae tuʻi ʻi hono keinangaʻanga ʻoku namu kakala atu ʻeku naatosi.
While the king lay on his couch, my nard emitted its fragrance.
13 ʻOku hangē ko e ʻu kakala ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga kiate au, pea ʻe tokoto ia ki hoku fatafata ʻi he pō ʻo ʻaho.
My beloved is to me like a bag of myrrh that spends the night lying between my breasts.
14 ʻOku tatau kiate au ʻa hoku ʻofaʻanga mo e fuhi saipalesi ʻi he ngaahi ngoue vaine ʻi Eniketi.
My beloved is to me like a cluster of henna flowers in the vineyards of En Gedi.
15 Vakai, ʻoku ke hoihoifua ʻa koe ʻoku ou ʻofa ai; vakai, ʻoku ke hoihoifua ʻoku ke maʻu ʻae mata ʻoe lupe.
Listen, you are beautiful, my love; listen, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves.
16 Vakai, ʻoku ke toulekeleka, ʻE hoku ʻofaʻanga, ʻio, mo fakaʻofoʻofa; pea ʻoku laumaʻuiʻui foki hota tokotoʻanga.
Listen, you are handsome, my beloved, how handsome. The lush plants are our bed.
17 Ko e ngaahi ʻalanga ʻo hota fale ko e sita, pea ʻoku ʻato ʻaki ʻae saipalesi.
The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are firs.
