Song of Solomon 1

The song of songs, which is Solomon's.

Ko te waiata o nga waiata, ko ta Horomona.

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.

Kia kihia ahau e ia ki nga kihi a tona mangai: he pai atu hoki tou aroha i te waina.

Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.

He kakara pai to ou hinu; ko tou ingoa ano he hinu kua oti te riringi; na reira i aroha ai nga wahine ki a koe.

Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.

Kumea ahau; ka rere atu matou, ka whai i a koe: kua oti ahau te kawe e te kingi ki ona ruma: ka koa matou, ka hari ki a koe; engari tou aroha i te waina hei maharatanga atu ma matou: e tika ana to ratou aroha ki a koe.

I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

He mangu ahau, otiia he ataahua ano, e nga tamahine o Hiruharama, rite tonu ano ki nga teneti o Kerara, ki nga kakahu tauarai o Horomona.

Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.

Kaua e titiro mai ki ahau, no te mea he parauri ahau, no te mea kua tahuna ahau e te ra. I riri nga tama a toku whaea ki ahau, meinga ana ahau e ratou hei kaitiaki mo nga mara waina; ko taku mara ia, ko taku ake, kihai i tiakina e ahau.

Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?

Whakaaturia mai ki ahau, e ta toku wairua e aroha nei, ko hea koe whangai ai, ko hea koe mea ai i tau kahui kia takoto i te poutumarotanga; kia rite ahau hei aha ki te mahunga taupoki i te taha o nga kahui a ou hoa?

If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.

Ki te kore koe e mohio, e te mea ataahua rawa o nga wahine, haere atu i runga i nga takahanga o nga hipi, ka whangai i au kuao koati i te taha o nga nohoanga o nga hepara.

I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.

Kua whakaritea koe e ahau, e taku e aroha nei, ki tetahi o nga hoiho o nga hariata a Parao.

Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

He ataahua ou paparinga i nga whiri o nga makawe, tou kaki i nga tautau o nga mea whakapaipai.

We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.

Ka hanga e matou etahi mekameka koura mou, he mea tia ki te hiriwa.

While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

I te kingi e noho ana i tona tepu, ka puta te kakara o toku nara.

A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

Ko te rite ki ahau o taku e aroha nei kei te paihere maira, e takoto nei i waenganui i oku u.

My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En–gedi.

He tautau hena ki ahau taku e aroha nei, i nga mara waina o Enekeri.

Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.

Nana, he ataahua koe, e taku e aroha nei; nana, he purotu koe; ko ou kanohi kei te kukupa.

Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.

Nana, he ataahua koe, e taku kaingakau, ae ra, he ahuareka: matomato tonu ano hoki to taua moenga.

The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.

He hita nga kurupae o to taua whare, he kauri nga heke.